k was up from atlanta this week and we got lots of QT, which was delightful. we dined thurs, fri and sat. so fun to have relaxing time with a dear pal who lives in another city. sat. night we had a very NYC moment. it was 1:15 a.m. and we were trying to find K a taxi. a garbage truck was trying to make a left hand turn onto the street in front of us. three chicks bedecked in heels and short dresses were sauntering along said street, impeding the truck driver from turning. he hung out the window and shouted, “YO SEX AND THE CITY, YOU GONNA CROSS THE STREET PLEASE?!” classic.
|kris, jill and liam — june 2008|
saturday was spillah’s bday party night. fine dinner and camaraderie was had. for those who know how picky of an eater i have historically been, get this: i had tuna carpaccio, tartar and grilled. ate it all, and loved it. yes — you CAN teach an old col new tricks.
sunday was spent with the nudge, who’s HUGE and rapidly approaching his first birthday. hard to believe!
and here i am late sunday night posting a laundry list of my recent where & when’s. making them all look and sound pretty, which they were, but there’s so much more to the picture en la vida col. garden variety of anxiety, illness and a couple of positive developments, none of which i care to broadcast at this point. i’m going back and forth again about having a public blog. what do i really want to be talking about here? where do i draw the line? i don’t know. but i do know this makes me very happy: