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A major purchase: a brand-new laptop which I got CHEAP online at Circuit City.
My sales rep Sally spent an hour going through all the HPs & Toshibas with me. We finally decided on the HP G50.
It is going to be delivered between the 11th & 15th.
I had a totally traditional Thanksgiving dinner round 2 at a neighborhood place. The waiter was from Montenegro. And he cut me a piece of pumpkin pie that could have fed a small village.
The rest of the day was spent prowling round the Upper East Side.
Almost went to the movies, but decided to walk back crosstown and have a chai.
Thank goodness for cell phones. I caught up with several friends throughout the day via sms and voice.
Hope you all had a wonderful day.
Waving at you from New York
PHYSICALLY
Starbucks on West 14th Street near 6th
Sipping a decaf machiatto Just saw a movie at the Quad called I Can’t Think Straight
MENTALLY/EMOTIONALLY
Cruising at a steady altitude.
No zoning out
Attention span much better now that daughter is doing well
Writing in my notebook again - feels so good.
Going to work on some plans I have for projects in 2009.
CREATIVELY
Had a great photostroll today - you’ll see the results throughout the upcoming week.
Posted to my creative blog - http://blogforth.com
Podcasting and Vlogging (video posts) are something I want to work on during 2009
Back at you soon.
I’m on a Peter Pan bus heading back to New York.
My day with my daughter was wonderful from beginning to end.
She and her husband picked me up at the bus station at 1 pm. We had chosen an Indian restaurant in Providence for lunch. Her appetite is amazingly good, and I fixed her plate for her just like when she was a little girl. She always liked a little bit of everything instead of one large serving of a single item.
After lunch we were going to do a little picture taking and sight seeing, but she needed a rest. We went back to her apartment, it’s a new place, she moved right before she became ill. It’s a nice. My kid - unlike her mother - is a great housekeeper.
We sat around for an hour, and she opened her gifts. Before you knew it she was loading her stuff in the new bag I bought her, and was ready to hit the mall.
We went Macys where we got her a new skirt, two blouses and a sweater.
She is bald from chemo, and hates wearing hats. They make her sweat. She had been hesitant to go without because people stare., but wihen your mom is the coffeebarchick you know you’ve got back up. She did the whole day sans topper and felt great.
She’s an inspiration.
Well the bus is getting ready to put out - I’ll be back with more later.
Wishing you all love.
Halfway to my daughter’s already. There’s hardly anyone on this bus, and they are all asleep.
I’ve been drifting in and out myself. I’m so excited that I am going to see my baby. Yes, I know she’s 25, but you know she is forever my baby.
We’re actually meeting in Providence, Rhode Island which is very close to her home.
There’s some good restaurants there, and she’s looking forward to Indian food for lunch. Chicken Korma and Mulligatawny soup to be exact. The town she lives in has American, French, Portuguese & Chinese food available.
She seached for restaurants online, and sent me links to the menus.
The kid is just like her mom - she loves eating out!
Got my camera all charged up and will be back at you with photos & the lowdown.
May you all be happy as I am right now.
This afternoon I cracked open a new notebook, and paper journaled for the first time in five weeks.
My entry was about how my friends and acquaintances reacted when they learned my daughter has cancer.
First off I have to tell you that I told only about a dozen off-line friends.
My business partner and friend has been there for me 110 percent. Heart makes me feel like he is around the corner instead of across the country. My favorite mother daughter team were regular cheerleaders.
There were a few disappointments. The person who can chat with me hours on end hasn’t called in weeks. Another whose cried a river on my shoulder for years is now noticably absent.
Oh and by the way when someone tells you their loved one has cancer, please don’t tell them about the horrible painful death of someone you know.
As for the ones who have disappointed me - I am praying for them.
Morning from my subway seat somewhere underground in Manhattan.
It’s a whole new month, and it feels like a whole new life.
Yesterday my daughter was released from the hospital after a five week stay. She was actually supposed to be released the day before, but then at the last moment she had to stay one more day. Something to do with medication, but it’s all fine now.
She was diagnosed with cancer the last week of September. It is a very rare non-genetic form with a high rate of cure. The doctors prescribed a heavy volley of chemo and other medications.
Ten days ago her kidneys totally failed.
Nine days after they failed, they were fully restored with no damage. A blood test revealed 99 percent of the cancer is gone.
Last night she was cleared to go to a party.
There’s quite a ways to go as an outpatient, but the doctors tell us the outlook is very positive.
Tonight I’m putting on my glad rags and going to a party.
Next week I’m hopping on a train to go see her. I can not wait. Just thinking about it makes me tear up.
Life is good folks, very very good.
Nothing says salvation more than a ten foot high red neon cross on top of a church. I’ve seen two of them on this ride so far.
There’s 10 people in this subway car. Four are talking on cell phones, One is sipping coffee, another yawning loudly and I’m blogging.
The train is approaching Manhattan - the lights against the night sky never fail to uplift me.
I’ve been posting so many pics lately; when I get home I’m writing a big catch up post. For now this mobile post will do.
The train has submerged. All the signal is gone. The phone users are all switching to handheld games and Ipods to entertain as we rumble thrrough dark tunnels.
My phones have built in music players, but I’ve never used them.
The girl to my right has a faraway look in her eyes. The Ipods songs are taking her to a place she wants to be.
Soon this train will take me where I want to be - home.
Caio for now.
Sipping bottled water and roaming the web on my Sidekick.
There’s a constant clinking of plates and flatware coming from the nearby kitchen. The dishwasher’s practiced hands work quickly. He barely needs to watch what he is doing.
It’s chilly out, but I am snug in my Old Navy sweats.
Above my head photos of celebs line the wall. I’l have to snap a couple of camera pics - my regular camera punked out on me tonight.
Of course, it was like one of the coolest photo ops ever.
Someone dressed as a two headed zombie on stilts was stalking down 10th Avenue.
The camera is insured, so I’ll be at Best Buy when it opens tomorrow.
Shouldn’t be a problem.
I have a new notebook with me tonight. It’s a spiral with butterflies all over the cover. What can I tell you I had a very girl moment. It also helped that it was 75 percent off - yay clearance sales.
Time to start writing.
So what are you all up to?
That’s what one of my closest friends called my blog.
“Just an online diary”
That was followed by “and why do you refuse to put advertising on it? Other people make money off those things.”
The word things was said with a hint of disdain.
I answered “making money off of things is not always important.”
Their answer - a lock of such shock that you would have thought I had stripped naked, painted myself blue, and run down the main drag.
What say you?
– moblogged from a table at Starbucks where I sit recovering
I realized I hadn’t posted here via mobile in a while, so why not tonight?
It was Monday x 2, and I’m having a much deserved iced chai with soy & a slice of lowfat blueberry coffee cake.
There’s a simply wonderful full moon out. Maybe some of it’s magical light will inspire a post for my creative writing blog.
That particular blog is like traffic in midtown - start and stop. During the weekend I pulled everything down, and activated a new template. It’s very simple. Black, white with dark red links - a combination I’ve always liked.
The problem actually is not lack of ideas, it’s too many ideas fightig it out in my head at once. Hopefully there will be a winner soon.
Wish I could be like my blogbuddy Lissa over at http://www.justwritingwords.com. There’s something new there all the time.
I downloaded three songs onto my laptop this week: Pink’s Who Knew & Let’s Get This Party Started and Duffy’s Mercy. Both women have great voices. Duffy has a throaty Aretha thing going on, and you just know she’ll be recording for years to come.
When I get home I’m shaking myself out. It’s a warm up exercise learned from a yoga teacher friend of mine years ago. Shake each of your limbs out rag doll style. Afterwards do your entire body. You can actually see a difference in length between the shaken and unshaken limbs.
Heart is a yoga enthusiast, so I expect a phone call regarding the above.
One of the staff members here is on break. He is reading poems aloud from a book titled Good Poems to a co-worker. How sweet is that?
I have a 5 dollar Duane Reade coupon in my bag, so that’s my next stop. Think I’ll treat myself to one of those facial packets, something cool and tingly to wear while I soak in a hot tub.
Off I go.
May you all be well.
The Flatiron Partnership has created a public area with table, chairs & umbrellas. It’s so relaxing to sit out here, and watch the world go by.
I had the loveliest lunch in an Irish bar. It was quite entertaining too, one half in the bag woman shared tales of her modeling/acting/dancing career with us.
Her career in ballet was cut short due to knobby knees. And yes, she did roll up her jeans and show us said knees.
After I sit a bit I’m taking a walk to Borders to read and write a while.
So how is your Labor Day going?
Some folks want a quiet little table in the corner, or maybe one with a view.
Me?
Like a lot of coffeebar frequenters I want one with some voltage - this girl’s cell phone needs charging.
I’m taking a rare two days to myself, and I started my day by working on some of my blogs. There’s a lot of behind the scenes stuff that needs a tweak or two.
After that I headed downtown to Macy’s to snoop for sales. I bagged three fall perfect tops that will work well through winter.
I need two pair of black jean/leggings, which I will pick up tomorrow.
I might take in a movie at 7, or go home and have a long nap. I haven’t decided yet.
How’s your Sunday so far?
1, Lunch with best galpal - She’s not been well, and it was great to be out and about with her.
2. Clearance Sale at Old Navy - 4 really cool t-shirts for 10 bucks. My favorite has a subway car screened on it.
3. Lemon is now available for tea. Let me not get into how their not having lemon for tea has annoyed me over the years.
And while it’s only lemon juice in those little plastic packs, it’s a start,
4. Dinner plans with my favorite mother-daughter team.
How is/was your Sunday?
has just won his first gold medal in Beijing; it is also the 7th one of his career.
Sitting here in one my favorite neighborhood spots watching it all happen on the bar TV.
There was a round of applause here when he finished the event, and I don’t mind telling you I wiped away a tear.
It just makes you feel so red, white and blue.
Yay! USA
The chinese believe the number 8 to be lucky.
Four is not considered lucky at all. A friend of mine in the wireless business tells me that the cellular companies understand this, and will provide “fourless” phone numbers for those customers, Cool, huh?
When I had a Sprint mobile I had to request a number change because a drunken man of Hispanic origins would call me all the time asking to speak to Jessica.
The calls came from all parts of the country, so I figured he was either a traveling salesmen or on the lam.
No matter how many times I told him this was no longer Jessica’s number he refused to believe me. Over and over he would beg me in Spanish and broken English to please put Jessica on the phone, becuuuuzzzzz he luuuuvvvvveeedd her.
One night I totally lost patience and yelled at him,
“You’ll never see her again! I’ve tied her up and hidden her under the bed!”
Then I called Sprint and asked for a new number.
Just back from a trip to Atlantic City, I decided to ask for a number with 7’s in it.
They obliged me with three in row! I was quite the happy camper.
So the question is did you feel this was a lucky day for you?
Mine was actually quite good.
Speaking of sevens - my previous post is seven camera phone pics from Heart.
I think they are pretty neat.
Adios amigos & amigas.
1, It allows me to post to all my WordPress,com blogs from my mobile device,
2. I can check out my stats and comments, as well as view my blog,
3, It does not let you upload pictures, but I remain ever hopeful,
4. I don’t know if you can use HTML, but now I know what tomorrow’s experiment will be,
5. You can use tags, save as draft and t’s absolutely free!
The bus company that is.
The young man across the aisle from me is playing M on his laptop.
M is an old German film directed by the legendary Fritz Lang.
Peter Lorre starred in this suspenseful tale of a child killer. It made him a star overnight.
Of course the young man is wearing headphones while watching the film, but it is subtitled in English so I can fully enjoy it.
I had a wonderful afternoon with my daughter. If I don’t fall face first into bed when I get home - I was up at 5 am - I will post a few pictures.
Four hours was all the sleep I had last night, and the circles under my eyes look like someone drew them with a magic marker.
Hope you all had magnificent Sundays.
Ciao for now.
I wish I could be as unself-conscious as the woman next to me on this long bench.
She has stretched herself out, head resting on her backpack to enjoy the amazing breeze here at The Columbus Circle Fountain.
Two women on my left debate on men and love. One is a teacher, the other a social worker.
The teacher is very patronizing. The social worker very patient.
Many people are just sitting quietly.
I am both looking out and within.
Ciao for now
