A Mom Weekend

So last weekend my mom came to visit me, which was the best idea since debit cards. It’s been pretty sad since all but one of the people I spen my free time with left the city to mve onto bigger an or better things. While I was at work yesterday Sarah invited me to a video chat…I felt so sneaky! She couldn’t see me at all and Amy (our receptionist started busting my chops (who came up with this saying?). It was fantastic. Oh I miss you Sarah!!!!

Anyway, the mom visit was awesome. I had to stay at work on Friday and again on Monday, which was sad because I wanted to see my mom AND she was all by her lonesome in the big city. We went and saw Jersey Boys, which although foul in language was quite entertaining. We stood in line to get the stuent rush tickets and ended up sitting one in front of the other in the first and second rows smooshed in a corner. If there had been a fire it would have been easier for me to climb onto the stage than try and make my way down the aisle. I’ve gotten this fire safety trait from my dad. Everytime I’m in a crowded place I start looking around to see how it would be best to exit with a swarm of people. The show was fantastic and made me extremely nestalgic because my best friend Keri (on her mission in Germany) and I used to dance to Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons in her living room on this awesome jukebox that her dad had.

We went to the Bronx Botanical Gardens on Sunday afternoon. It was raining a lot and I didn’t know how to get there, so it was all guessing and I whined a lot about the rain. Once my mother was reverted back to my 10th year for long enough we miraculously reached the gardens and witnessed the grandeur that is Dale Chihuly. His work is fantastic. He hand blows glass into these amazing sculptures. At the gardens they were dispersed between all these amazing plants and in water. It was fantastic.

I made a little movie of our times.

I will upload pictures later…it’s not working right now.

Fare thee well