Archive for July 9, 2009

>Little birds

>I had an interesting time at lunch today.

After getting my sandwich, I went to the park. It wasn’t really warm enough to eat outside (yes this is July) but I did it anyway. All these little birds were flying around. I noticed this one little bird, almost at my feet looking up at me with a ‘Are you going to eat that WHOLE sandwich?’ Look on its little face. Then it hopped away to get a crumb. That is not weird, that has happened before. As soon as the sparrow picked up a crumb, another sparrow came hopping up with its mouth open, and the first sparrow fed the crumb to the second sparrow. And this kept on happening! The one little sparrow hopping around getting food, the second one following with it beak open and the first one feeding it.

Yes, I really got this postcard from a friend on vacation. I have some weird friends.

She called me ‘Weirdo’, takes one to know one!

For more postcard fun, visit postmistress Marie Reed


>Yesterday and today I did not have a boring commute. Now, as much as I don’t like to be bored, I like boring commutes. Getting to work without excitement is the way I like to start my day.

First thing yesterday was I overslept. I forgot to change my phone from vibrate to loud so I didn’t hear it. So I knew I wasn’t going to make the 5:57 a.m. train. Then when I got in my car (with just enough time to catch the 6:18 a.m., as per usual), I couldn’t find my keys in my purse. So I had to think back, I didn’t drive myself to the train station the day before, so when was the last time I had my keys? Hmm, when Tigger drove to Ron’s. So I went back in the house and looked in the rack with all the keys and there they were. So I got back in my car, was thinking, I might make it and took off. When I was driving down the road to the train station, people were walking up the sidewalk, away from the station. Not good. It had rained the night before and the tunnel was flooded. So I drove around to the other parking lot, so I could take the stairs over the track, driving down into that lot I watched the 6:18 a.m. train pull away. I also had to go to the bank so there was no hope to be on time now. The only good thing was the train wasn’t crowded, probably cause all the people from the ferry missed the express train.
Today I thought I was fine. Caught the 5:57, got a seat facing forward. As we pulled into Croton, the conductor announced we were changing trains. Grr! So we all left the one train and got on another. Then we came in the lower level. Someone said, ‘That’s MTA for you, less service, more money.” I’ve never come in on the lower level, we had to walk up a lot of stairs.