NY, NY it’s my kinda town

So, I know I haven’t posted in ages and ages, but what with being out on vacation for two weeks (yes, I went to France) and Bella in the hospital for two weeks after that (she is coming home tomorrow) I thought I’d start out slowly, posting again, after landing with a thud back to earth. As you can imagine, it’s been a trying (VERY TRYING) time and so tonight I went out for drinks with a work friend to a very expensive and not so good restaurant downstairs from my office (at 8:30)–Sorry 11 Madison, I don’t care who your chef is, the portions are more than just portion controlled and for $100 I should have had something a little bit more substantial than pizza and two drinks. Ya think? But I do have to say, aside from the highlight of being able to bitch and moan to my heart’s content to Terrie (yes it was a two way street), I had the unexpected pleasure of getting home in an unexpected way. Who knew as Terrie jumped in the cab and asked: “how are you getting home?” my answer “I’m walking! It’s only like 7 blocks!” would be wrong. Instead, I peddie cabbed. And I must say, it’s been the highlight of the week.