Happy Sunday! (hey, that's almost like the album we got from John called the Happy Mondays. Ree, Kristie, Stefanie and myself listened to that cd as if it was the only piece of fine art readily available to us. Ok, well I guess that's why we listened to it).
Going to NY was a fun experience, thank you to John, Alane and the mungchins for hanging out with me for 6 days. It was great. On my flight home I had a gargantuan insulated lunchbox that we put the cherished bagels and cannolies in. While waiting to pre-board, I unzipped the cooler just slightly to slide a napkin in to add extra padding to the treasures inside. As I zipped it up and stood up straight I smelled a cloud of onion farts permiating the lobby. Who cares, it was breathtaking onion farts. FYI: Those Stew Leonard's bagels were devoured in no time, as well as the 15 cannolies.
Right now my mother and father are at the Kravitz Center in Downtown West Palm Beach to see a Motown Christmas special. MariaRose is studying and Jenia is in the living room making pretty awesome music, I must say, with his new mixer/turntable toy he bought today. He just mentioned to me that he can't wait to use the microphone.