Back from the big apple :(
Ok, so i got back from up north pretty late last night, around 11:30 i think. the drive home was pretty much a blur, but im pretty sure i didnt hit anything or anyone,lol j/k. The plane ride was pretty uneventful. I had about an hour delay at newark, which was fun, cause i was a mess, and everyone got to see it, yay! But other than that and a few thunderstorms greeting my in Florida, the flight was ok. So i got up to da Bronx on Wednesday. First off, i feel so stupid cause i didnt recognize my uncle dennis at the airport, oops. The drive back was pretty good, went over the GW bridge in rush hour, oh boy. We got back and JO had made a veal stew which was actually pretty good. She had a bottle of apple juice for me too, cause she remembers me liking it the last time i was up there. On Thursday we did the city thing. Caught a train in the bronx, rather than trying to drive in that mess they call manhatten. The train was really clean and empty, just the way i like it. After a not so short ride we made it to the Met. OMG, first of all it is such a huge building. It must have taken up at least three blocks lengthwise. We go in there and we have no clue where to go so we just start picking rooms and halways and worked our way from there. I got to see everything i wanted to see, the canvases, the greek and roman art, and pretty much everything from at least 200 hundred years ago. i was amazed by how old some of the stuff was. The oldest thing i remember was some tool looking thing from 3500 BC. Crazy ehh? So after about 2 hours in there, we left to do something else. First we walked along central park, didn't go in it or anything, but i got to see what is the skating rink in the winter and the ampitheater. To the left of us were these gorgeous apartment buildings, which if i had millions, i would buy one. Then we walked over to lexington, and we saw where my uncles company used to own some properties, supposedly they own a lot in Manhatten, way more than Trump even. Then we went to a deli to eat, which was pretty good, but it was really really hot inside. After that we walked by CBS studios and a whole bunch of starbucks. Ok this is how crazy it is, if your standing in front of one of them, you can see at least one, possibly two not too far away. Im guessing New Yorkers like their coffee, lol. Then we went to Trump plaza which was really cool cause he has it really nice in their. He has a waterfall that goes at least two stories, maybe three. When we went in there we kicked ourselves cause we realized this is where we should have eaten, a lot nicer and cooler. Oh well what can ya do? After that we walked down street to St. Patricks Cathedral, I had forgotten how beautiful it is. I went inside, and it seemed like it went on forever. After that we figured we should head back and avoid rush hour on the subway. So went went back up to da bronx, and then went out to dinner with Jo a lil later. That night my uncle and I had a nice talk, well i guess what i mean to say was a much needed talk. I was getting nervous about my aunt which was tommorow, and he wanted to assure me that he wouldnt stay in contact with a person who was evil, and that i shouldnt be afraid of her. He told me stories of her and my mother's past. Found out my mom sent her underwear over to her mother to be sewed when they got a whole in them. Also told me about how my grandfather would buy her tires from the store and put them on for her. Not what i have heard from her, that she was totally independent once she moved out. And i mean i get it they cant help me out, but why tell me how rough you had it? I dont get it why she would do that. So anyway after a 2 hour conversation, most of which i dont remember i went to bed. I have a real nice memory uh? I asked that he show me a picture of my aunt, and she looked nothing like i remember, i dunno i guess i should give myself some slack, it had been over ten years since i had seen any of them. I didnt recognize Jo either, but i did remember their apartment and his van, figure that one out.
So the next morning i got up, packed my things and just waited til it was time to go. We finally left around 1:30 and what was supposed to take an hour and a half, took 3 freaking hours. Omg im not sure how many sticks of gum i went through to calm my nerves, it was crazy. The turnpike was like a parking lot. And no accidents, just congestion. We finally got there after getting lost once after we got off the garden state. It was nothing i expected. From what i heard from my mother, she would be living like a queen. It was a very nice, very big townhouse. We pulled into the driveway, and i kinda took my time getting out. And then once i got out, i kinda hid on the side of the van. Then i heard her say hello to my uncle dennis, and i took my crap and went around the corner to see her. Within 5 seconds my nervousness disappeared. i gave her a hug and that was that. I go inside and put my stuff upstairs, i overpacked again, why do i always do that? I always make it harder on myself. I sat down at the table with Jo and Dennis, and she gave us some olives, cheese, and crackers, which were great cause i was sooo hungry. Then my uncle Chubby came out, and i cant believe but i actually remembered his face, figure that one out. Then my much older cousin Jaime came with her husband and kids. She has a four year old girl that was soo adorable. She was really shy at first, but by the end of the night she started to look at me and talk to me. Then the food came. OMG, my aunt remembered how much i liked eggplant, so she had cooked that, nice uh? She also had baked ziti, meatballs, and sausage and peppers. It was soo good. And for dessert the was cheesecake. After this trip i shouldnt be allowed to eat for a couple of months. After a while My uncle dennis and Jo left, so i had to say goodbye. It seemed way too short, but what can you do? Then Jaime left and it was just the three of us. I was pretty tired so i pretty much just said goodnight and went to bed.
The next morning, i got up and got ready for the city. We drove in to see Rent. We were like in either the second or third row, it was really nice, but it was sooo cold. In the second act me and my aunt had to share the jacket she brought. I hope she wasnt cold, cause i was the dork that didnt bring anything. I was honestly shivering. The play was really good though, different from the movie, which was good. After that we took a cab down to little italy. It was really nice down there, smaller than i expected though. Chinatown is kinda encroaching on little italy. we found a place to eat, and i ordered an eggplant appetizer and lasagna. Of course i had to wear a plain white shirt, which i went on to get a huge red stain, lovely eh? Anyway she told me it must be in my genetics cause grandma did that a lot too. It was a really nice dinner, this cute italian guy came over and played accordian. It rained for a lil bit, so we just stayed longer and enjoyed dinner. After that we walked down to a pastry shop and i got a cannoli and a coffee. The coffee was soo good, it was sicilian style whatever that meant. I turn to my aunt and say it kinda tastes like liquor, they just started to laugh. I also got a couple of shirts, one italia shirt, and one little italy shirt with the saying,"Are you talkin to me?" LOL. By this time it was pretty late, so we got a taxi back to the car. OMG we must have stayed in traffic for the longest time. I thought we would never get back.
On the way home my aunt and i sat in the back. i wasnt tired cause i just had coffee, so i figured we could talk. I knew i would shoot myself if i had came up here and not gotten her explaination on some things. I cant remember all that i asked her but im pretty sure i covered the basics. I asked her about the hospital. Now this really sucks, cause the only person that knows everything is dead so i honestly dont know who to beleive. My aunt says that they came over from their place to see grandma in the hospital. When they got there, no one else was there. She asks her if there is anything she wants her to do. And my grandma supposedly made it clear that she didnt want anymore treatments. They went to talk to the doctor, supposedly a doctor my mother or grandfather hadnt seen yet. He told them that chemo or radiation wouldnt help and that she would die. And that hospice wasnt needed right now, but would be good for some time in the near future. So then i guess they go back in there and talk to my grandma about everything. They tell her about hospice, and she is worried if it will cost any money. which is rediculous, but supposedly my grandfather was tight with the money. I learned a lot of things about my grandparents, and i dont know if they are true or not, but the pedestal i once had them on has kinda gone away a lil. And you probably have no idea how that feels. But anyway, then when the walk out of whereever they are, she sees my mom on the phone, apparently making a call to the radiation doctor, which she knew my grandma didnt want. So that kinda started things. They started arguing over that, and then she took my mom into a room so they wouldnt disturb anyone. And my mother supposedly said, why isnt dennis here? and that i guess really enraged my aunt, and she was like its not your place to judge who is here or not here. and then just everything from the past 30 and some odd years came out. Was it the right time or place to do that, no. but i mean if it didn't happen then, it would have eventually. So they obviously left and went home. Supposedly a few weeks later she called my grandma up to see how she was. My grandma was very cold to her, and that was pretty much it, my grandma died a couple of months later. She came to the funeral, which i dont see as a crime, my god that was her mother too. And obviously after everything that happened she was treated really cold, was told that she couldn't go in the limo, and that the time between the church service and the ride to the cemetary, they stayed in the car outside my grandfather's house, and just waited for us inside to come out to leave. The stories she told me, i just couldn't believe. And its really hard for me to realize that my grandparents would do stuff like that. I dunno i went up there to get things answered and to see them, i definitely came back with a heavy mind and an even heavier heart.
On Sunday we didnt know what to do so they called to see what they could get tickets for. I walk downstairs and shes like guess where were going, and she has this big smile. So with my eyes half open i say what. And shes like were going back to the city. I was like huh. They were able to get tickets for Spamalot. It is very loosely based on that monty python movie with the holy grail. It was sooo freaking funny. The play really didnt have a plot line so it could go anywhere it wanted to. One time King Arthur and his knights had to find shrubbery that smelled like cat. And then one time they used a giant wooden rabbit to try to get into a French castle. But it obviously didnt go as it should, and it was so hilarious. My aunt and i were pretty much laughing the entire time. After that we went to carmines to eat. Everything was really good, especially the salad, but it was soo salty. i was so dehydrated by the time we got home. But everything was a lot of fun though. On monday i got up, and shes like what do you want for breakfast. I said one word, eggplant. haha i wasnt gonna go to the airport without having some of that good eggplant. The ride to the airport was so hard. My uncle would keep telling jokes, he's so good at that. Ill have to try to remember some of them and write them down, cause i was laughing like crazy at some of them. And then we got to the airport, oh god i was dreading it. i got out of the car, and he got my bad, and hes like i guess its time to say our goodbyes. Thats all he had to say and i was torn up. All i had to do was give her a hug and i couldnt hold back my tears. I cant believe i reacted like that, and i definitely cant believe im starting to cry again, just talking about it, im such a baby. We both promised we wouldnt let it go 10 more years before we see each other again, and it was so hard to let go. i said goodbye to my uncle, but i just couldnt let go of my aunt's hand. I had such a long wait at the airport, all i had to do was think about her and i would start crying again. I cant believe this trip had this affect on me. But no matter what my mother or my father says, i know im close with her and i cant help it, and i honestly dont care if they hate that i talk to her. Because im going to continue to talk to her, because i would be a mess otherwise. So thats that, i had a wonderful time, learned some stuff that i guess im glad i learned, but definitely changed my perception of some people. Still love them to death, but i guess i realized no one is perfect, and not everything is what it seems. Anyway i think thats about it, sorry for giving yall so much to read, but this is for me to, cause i have such a bad memory, i have already forgotten most of my uncle's jokes.
So the next morning i got up, packed my things and just waited til it was time to go. We finally left around 1:30 and what was supposed to take an hour and a half, took 3 freaking hours. Omg im not sure how many sticks of gum i went through to calm my nerves, it was crazy. The turnpike was like a parking lot. And no accidents, just congestion. We finally got there after getting lost once after we got off the garden state. It was nothing i expected. From what i heard from my mother, she would be living like a queen. It was a very nice, very big townhouse. We pulled into the driveway, and i kinda took my time getting out. And then once i got out, i kinda hid on the side of the van. Then i heard her say hello to my uncle dennis, and i took my crap and went around the corner to see her. Within 5 seconds my nervousness disappeared. i gave her a hug and that was that. I go inside and put my stuff upstairs, i overpacked again, why do i always do that? I always make it harder on myself. I sat down at the table with Jo and Dennis, and she gave us some olives, cheese, and crackers, which were great cause i was sooo hungry. Then my uncle Chubby came out, and i cant believe but i actually remembered his face, figure that one out. Then my much older cousin Jaime came with her husband and kids. She has a four year old girl that was soo adorable. She was really shy at first, but by the end of the night she started to look at me and talk to me. Then the food came. OMG, my aunt remembered how much i liked eggplant, so she had cooked that, nice uh? She also had baked ziti, meatballs, and sausage and peppers. It was soo good. And for dessert the was cheesecake. After this trip i shouldnt be allowed to eat for a couple of months. After a while My uncle dennis and Jo left, so i had to say goodbye. It seemed way too short, but what can you do? Then Jaime left and it was just the three of us. I was pretty tired so i pretty much just said goodnight and went to bed.
The next morning, i got up and got ready for the city. We drove in to see Rent. We were like in either the second or third row, it was really nice, but it was sooo cold. In the second act me and my aunt had to share the jacket she brought. I hope she wasnt cold, cause i was the dork that didnt bring anything. I was honestly shivering. The play was really good though, different from the movie, which was good. After that we took a cab down to little italy. It was really nice down there, smaller than i expected though. Chinatown is kinda encroaching on little italy. we found a place to eat, and i ordered an eggplant appetizer and lasagna. Of course i had to wear a plain white shirt, which i went on to get a huge red stain, lovely eh? Anyway she told me it must be in my genetics cause grandma did that a lot too. It was a really nice dinner, this cute italian guy came over and played accordian. It rained for a lil bit, so we just stayed longer and enjoyed dinner. After that we walked down to a pastry shop and i got a cannoli and a coffee. The coffee was soo good, it was sicilian style whatever that meant. I turn to my aunt and say it kinda tastes like liquor, they just started to laugh. I also got a couple of shirts, one italia shirt, and one little italy shirt with the saying,"Are you talkin to me?" LOL. By this time it was pretty late, so we got a taxi back to the car. OMG we must have stayed in traffic for the longest time. I thought we would never get back.
On the way home my aunt and i sat in the back. i wasnt tired cause i just had coffee, so i figured we could talk. I knew i would shoot myself if i had came up here and not gotten her explaination on some things. I cant remember all that i asked her but im pretty sure i covered the basics. I asked her about the hospital. Now this really sucks, cause the only person that knows everything is dead so i honestly dont know who to beleive. My aunt says that they came over from their place to see grandma in the hospital. When they got there, no one else was there. She asks her if there is anything she wants her to do. And my grandma supposedly made it clear that she didnt want anymore treatments. They went to talk to the doctor, supposedly a doctor my mother or grandfather hadnt seen yet. He told them that chemo or radiation wouldnt help and that she would die. And that hospice wasnt needed right now, but would be good for some time in the near future. So then i guess they go back in there and talk to my grandma about everything. They tell her about hospice, and she is worried if it will cost any money. which is rediculous, but supposedly my grandfather was tight with the money. I learned a lot of things about my grandparents, and i dont know if they are true or not, but the pedestal i once had them on has kinda gone away a lil. And you probably have no idea how that feels. But anyway, then when the walk out of whereever they are, she sees my mom on the phone, apparently making a call to the radiation doctor, which she knew my grandma didnt want. So that kinda started things. They started arguing over that, and then she took my mom into a room so they wouldnt disturb anyone. And my mother supposedly said, why isnt dennis here? and that i guess really enraged my aunt, and she was like its not your place to judge who is here or not here. and then just everything from the past 30 and some odd years came out. Was it the right time or place to do that, no. but i mean if it didn't happen then, it would have eventually. So they obviously left and went home. Supposedly a few weeks later she called my grandma up to see how she was. My grandma was very cold to her, and that was pretty much it, my grandma died a couple of months later. She came to the funeral, which i dont see as a crime, my god that was her mother too. And obviously after everything that happened she was treated really cold, was told that she couldn't go in the limo, and that the time between the church service and the ride to the cemetary, they stayed in the car outside my grandfather's house, and just waited for us inside to come out to leave. The stories she told me, i just couldn't believe. And its really hard for me to realize that my grandparents would do stuff like that. I dunno i went up there to get things answered and to see them, i definitely came back with a heavy mind and an even heavier heart.
On Sunday we didnt know what to do so they called to see what they could get tickets for. I walk downstairs and shes like guess where were going, and she has this big smile. So with my eyes half open i say what. And shes like were going back to the city. I was like huh. They were able to get tickets for Spamalot. It is very loosely based on that monty python movie with the holy grail. It was sooo freaking funny. The play really didnt have a plot line so it could go anywhere it wanted to. One time King Arthur and his knights had to find shrubbery that smelled like cat. And then one time they used a giant wooden rabbit to try to get into a French castle. But it obviously didnt go as it should, and it was so hilarious. My aunt and i were pretty much laughing the entire time. After that we went to carmines to eat. Everything was really good, especially the salad, but it was soo salty. i was so dehydrated by the time we got home. But everything was a lot of fun though. On monday i got up, and shes like what do you want for breakfast. I said one word, eggplant. haha i wasnt gonna go to the airport without having some of that good eggplant. The ride to the airport was so hard. My uncle would keep telling jokes, he's so good at that. Ill have to try to remember some of them and write them down, cause i was laughing like crazy at some of them. And then we got to the airport, oh god i was dreading it. i got out of the car, and he got my bad, and hes like i guess its time to say our goodbyes. Thats all he had to say and i was torn up. All i had to do was give her a hug and i couldnt hold back my tears. I cant believe i reacted like that, and i definitely cant believe im starting to cry again, just talking about it, im such a baby. We both promised we wouldnt let it go 10 more years before we see each other again, and it was so hard to let go. i said goodbye to my uncle, but i just couldnt let go of my aunt's hand. I had such a long wait at the airport, all i had to do was think about her and i would start crying again. I cant believe this trip had this affect on me. But no matter what my mother or my father says, i know im close with her and i cant help it, and i honestly dont care if they hate that i talk to her. Because im going to continue to talk to her, because i would be a mess otherwise. So thats that, i had a wonderful time, learned some stuff that i guess im glad i learned, but definitely changed my perception of some people. Still love them to death, but i guess i realized no one is perfect, and not everything is what it seems. Anyway i think thats about it, sorry for giving yall so much to read, but this is for me to, cause i have such a bad memory, i have already forgotten most of my uncle's jokes.