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>I am typing another blog post. I also upgraded my setting and want to see how they work.

First of all, I thought I had told you about my last piercing. It was on our last trip to the city. The one we made when we had no power at home. I was going to title it, ‘Getting the HELL out of Dodge’. By the number of people at the train station it appeared we were not the only ones with that thought. The snow was very pretty, but heavy, the trees branches were bending under the weight. While Em was getting her nails done I went to the library, the big one this time and used their computer to go on-line. I even typed a blog post. I wanted to stay there all day, it was warm and the rooms are filled with books. I also learned something. People don’t go to this library to get books. They go to do research, to go online, take tours and take pictures. Isn’t that interesting?

When Em was done with her nails I had to leave. I had planned and saved for my cartilage piercing. So we trekked down to Maria Tash to get it done. Ashley and I had been tweeting each other so she was expecting me. This is the not spot I wanted to have pierced, but I decided to go with her suggestion, she is the professional, I was actually thinking about getting my Tash Rook pierced, but I decided to go with the cartilage. Blue diamond for the Yankees.

Well, now that I have talked about the concert and Manhattan, I will take a break.

>Today is my regular Wednesday off and what am I doing? Sitting on my bed with my laptop and a box of tissue. No I am not watching a sad movie, I have a cold. On my day off! That totally stinks, except I won’t have to use a day of sick time. Except I probably would have gone into work if it wasn’t my day off and I could have infected everyone there. Bwaaaaaa!

Now I have to decide if I want to blog about the concert or Em and my trip to the city. The concert was last Thursday in Manhattan and when Em and I went to the city we did our usual, which you are probably tired of hearing about, so lets go with the concert.


First you’ll notice it was in a ballroom, not the nicest venue I’ve been in, but O.K. We were on the 7th floor, which was alright until we had to leave and walk down the stairs.

Security was really tight. I only had my purse, which I have started doing for concerts and such, only carry one bag, I put it down for the security person to check (and she really checked it, didn’t just glance in it) and turned so the other one could search me, just a quick pat down, checked my pockets and pant legs, as she was doing this the girl checking my purse said ‘OH!’ kind of loud, at first I thought she might have found my knife, but she was pulling on my camera bag and saying, “This is so nice! Look how pretty it is!” The other security girl comes over (hey, they looked like they were half my age, so they are girls) and she is talking about it, then she suddenly looks up at me waiting for her, and realizes they are holding the elevator for me, so she quickly stuffs it back in my purse and hands it to me. I thought that was funny.

For the encore the lead singer invited everybody up to the front which is how I got this nice picture. It would have been nicer except, see that big head? He was swaying back and forth in front of me. I hate when tall people do that! What? Yes I know, most adults are taller then me.
So that’s about it for the concert, we had a great time, I got to bed at 1:15 a.m., started my next day with a cinnamon latte instead of hot tea and oatmeal, but its all good.

>I lead such an exciting life.

>Earlier today I was watching the cat eat. I know you are just wondering how I manage to handle such excitement. But I learned something, I now know why the cat food is all over the floor. He takes a piece of cat food out of the bowl, then he jerks his head back, I’m guessing to throw the piece of food farther into his mouth, then he eats it. My thought is sometime while he is doing this elaborate ritual to eat his food, he must drop some pieces on the floor. Of course once it falls on the floor, he can’t eat it.

This annoys me, we are talking about an animal that drinks out of the toilet! Or he would if I didn’t keep the lid down, which I do because I was tired of cleaning dirty paw prints off the seat. He licks his butt, along with the rest of his body, he sleeps on his litterbox, and he won’t eat food off the floor? Isn’t that just like a man?

He was sleeping on the side of the shoe box, not on the big flat top, on the side.

>Looking out my train window

>I hope I get these stations correct, here goes.
First picture of Tarrytown (Stupid train didn’t stop where I wanted it to. POUT)
Still Tarrytown, see the snow?
Good-bye Tarrytown!
Now we are in Cortlandt
Peekskill
Garrison, across the river from Garrison is West Point. (Not that you can see it on a day like this)
Last is Cold Spring, I recognize it by the yellow house. (Been riding this train line for years.)
After Cold Spring is Beacon, where I get off. That’s why I don’t have any pictures of it. Wanted to get out and get home.

>Yes, sometimes commuting is an adventure especially if you don’t know if you will make make it home without being arrested.

The adventure begins when I check my facebook status, what? No of course I wasn’t using my work computer. One of the kids had posted,
Oh bother. Then I got a text message from another child with the same message along with the suggestion to come home, nothing to do about it. Of course then I’m wondering if I get to Beacon if I’ll be able to get home from the train station. Without walking that is. So after opening the mail and putting the new toner in the storeroom I re-suited up to go outside.

In the two block walk, my coat got soaked, bottom two inches of my jeans got soaked, the back of my calves got soaked … but I did get a shot of a broken umbrella!

Then it was to Dishes for a grilled cheese sandwich because, I was hungry. Then to find a seat with a table, reason being the last time I ate a Dishes grilled cheese sandwich without a table I lost half of my sandwich to the floor. ‘Excuse me Miss, does your umbrella need its own seat? Thought so.’ “Side Car Dining Area” (should have taken a picture of that) usually has empty tables and chairs. I dumped my heavy bags on a chair and sat across from them and ate my sandwich. I like Dishes grilled cheese sandwich, except when they burn it.

My story has to end now, or at least pause, I am on the train and looking out the window at the snow covered earth. The next stage begins in Beacon.

Told a little lie

If you look at my sidebar you will see the picture I have posted here and underneath the caption, “Count ’em! 1 ~ 2 ~ 3 ~ 4; No more piercing! If you have been reading this blog you may have got the impression I have decided to add one more earring to the collection. I know I mentioned it on Twitter. So the No More Piercing was a lie. At the time I wrote that, that was my intention. However, I will still have the same number of piercings.

The reason for that is, I had to take one of the earrings out. Not in this ear, in my other ear, the deformed ear that I don’t let show. Its not horribly deformed, I mean it still looks like an ear, but I am rather self-conscious about it. Anyway, Monday I removed the fourth earring from the other ear, it hasn’t healed, hurts when it gets bumped (being that it is winter and my coat has a high collar it gets bumped a lot) and I haven’t been able to wear a hat over my ears all winter. Not only that, but it is closer to the 3rd hole then the 4th hole in my right ear, so they are uneven.

You can imagine how annoyed that makes me.

>Pictures around the neighborhood

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This is Mount Beacon, yes I know some of you are thinking, that’s a mountain? Hey, I didn’t name it, I just live here. Anyway, I thought the way the sunset turned the trees into something that looks like a red burr haircut on the mountain was kind of cool. The white of course is snow.


And these are clouds. Just clouds.

>Treacherous ice and stupidity

>Snow in the city and when I left the subway station there was ice all over the sidewalk. You would think they would do a better job of clearing the sidewalk considering how many people walk down it. What am I saying? This is Queens.

The stupidity is my own, I put my soda in the freezer to get it cold so I could have it with my breakfast, and forgot about it. Anybody want a diet pepsi Popsicle?

>Friday with a friend

>My old boss Gary (not his real name) sent me an e-mail. Actually, he had mentioned getting together again the last time we had lunch, so the e-mail was to tell me he couldn’t make it the day he suggested. He wanted to go the next Friday since it was Restaurant Week in NYC.

That didn’t work out either, however I noticed the website said some restaurants were extending the week to the end of the month. The restaurant I wanted to go to was Angelo & Maxie’s Steakhouse on Park Ave South at 19th Street which I had never been to, but I have been to Maxie’s Grill around the corner. I called them and I was told, “Yes the Restaurant week prices are in effect for the whole month.” So I made a reservation for last Friday, the 12th, for Gary and me. In case you don’t know what Restaurant Week is, twice a year restaurants offer three-course, prix-fixe meals for $24.07 for lunch, $35 for dinner. The first week in February is one of the times it is offered.

The first course was a choice of House or Caesar Salad or Soup of the Day. Gary had the House Salad and I had Split Pea Soup. The salad was huge, and I got a full bowl of soup. I hadn’t finished it by the time the second course got there. Second course was choice of Grilled Filet Mignon (au poivre or béarnaise available)
Charbroiled New York Sirloin Steak
1 ½ pound Herb-Roasted Chicken
Broiled Salmon over Fresh Sautéed Vegetables

Gary got the NY Strip and I got the Filet Mignon with nothing on it. It was cooked to perfection and oh so tender. I ate every bite. Dessert was a choice of Cheesecake, Ice cream or Fresh Fruit. I got the Cheesecake, Gary got the Fresh Fruit, I think, to tell the truth, I was at the end of my very large Makers Mark Manhattan and he could have gotten just about anything and I wouldn’t have noticed. Anyway, the cheesecake was a chocolate marbled cheesecake and drizzled with raspberry sauce. It was also very delicious. And the service was impeccable, our server was pleasant, we were not ignored at any time during the meal. We got a basket of bread at almost the instant we sat down, someone came by to take our drink order even before the server got to us, dishes were picked up when done, crumbs were swept off the table when they took the dishes.

When we left Gary wanted to walk up Madison because, that’s where all the bars are. We found two right away, the first one I don’t remember the name, I do remember it is over a hundred years old and the barmaid was Irish. They also had Rugby jerseys up on the wall and Arkansas Razerback stuff. Quite interesting. The other bar is pictured here, I have more pictures in my slideshow in my sidebar, including the ‘country’ decor and an old railroad train car(I think that is what it was). We ended our trip at the Mexican place in GCT where Gary had his usual margarita and I had my Kahlúa and cream.

Our last trip to the city

was on Saturday, 30 January 2010. I promised myself to blog about it the next day. Well since the promise was only to myself … not like the promise to Mickie to give her a post of her own, … Mickie will have to wait a little longer I am afraid.

It was so cold Saturday, do you want to know how cold? I’ll tell you, it was so cold I wore my tights and my long underwear, and I was still cold! Em had her nail appointment that she refuses to miss so we went.

While she went for her appointment I went to the library, I got my card activated so I could go online. Of course by the time I got around to doing it, she was done with her appointment. But now for her next appointment I can go to the library and go online (not that I’m addicted or obsessive or anything). In fact I visited the library Tuesday before my doctor’s appointment since my internet connection at home was down. (It is fixed now.) Our network administrator (Dad) fixed it. So the first thing I learned Saturday was that even if your NYC Public Library sits in your purse for two years you can still get it activated.

We met for lunch at the Moonlight Diner. Then we walked from the diner to the New York Historical Society. It was very cold. Did I tell you how cold it was? It was so cold, I wore my leather mittens instead of my hand warmers. At the New York Historical Society there is a special exhibit of Lincoln right now, and there were men dressed in Union Soldier uniforms. One of them told me that Mr. Lincoln was always accepting volunteers and there was no height requirement! Tempting as it was …

Next was Central Park, where I took this picture. Can you see what I was trying get, almost in the center of the picture there is something you might think you wouldn’t see in Central Park in the middle of New York City. Can’t tell what it is? What if we get a little closer?

Now can you see? No it is not a dog, it is a coyote. Really! Em and I were walking along and she turned to me and asked, “What is a coyote doing in Central Park?” Now to tell the truth, Em does not read the papers. Since I work for the Conservation Department, I know more about these things so she always asks me. So I told her. “It lives here.” As we watched, it ran into the trees because there was some garbage there. Then it kept going around the pond and I was able to get this picture. Kind of neat huh?

Em wanted to go to Sephora so we went to the one in Columbus Circle. She had seen some glittery nail polish at the one on 42nd but they didn’t have any for sale. So she wanted to see if this Sephora had it and they did. Then we decided to head back to Grand Central Terminal. It was very cold. Did I tell you how cold it was? It was so cold, Em wanted to take the subway instead of walk. We went to get on the subway in Columbus Circle. I was confident it would be a snap since my dermatologist is near Columbus Circle and I have taken the subway to and from there. We needed the 1 train, so we followed the signs right up to the caution tape across the stairs up to the train platform. Next to the stairs was the elevator, when the doors opened to the platform where the 1 train stopped, more yellow caution tape. So we went back down and I got my map out (you know the one where I have to wear my reading glasses to see, grrr) and learned something else, the D train goes from Columbus Circle to Bryant Park. So easy! Then we just walked from Bryant Park to Annie Moore’s. So it was a fun day, but it was very cold. Did I tell you how cold it was? It was so cold