Pigs are flying, hell has frozen over, cats and dogs are living together and I'm working in a kitchen again, well sort of. My mom's cousin and her husband own a restaurant in Chatham, NJ where I will be lending a hand for awhile. I have to say it isn't that bad I also have only worked one night for 2 hours. I've seen movies longer than that! It's different when you aren't the head honcho and you aren't there for 72 hours a week. I get to teach and play and make cakes when needed. Yippie!
Restaurant Serenade
luca
28 August, 2008
07 August, 2008
POOR KAREN
My wonderful mother surprised me with three tickets to go see Boeing Boeing on my birthday. Tuesday night shows all start at 7pm so they told me to meet them at a restaurant in the theatre district at 5:30. Now I knew we either were going to see a play or they were taking there "senior" years way to seriously with an early bird dinner.
Surprise, Jennifer and Jeannine were there to join us for dinner too! But wait, she only got three tickets? Now for those of you that know Karen or MJ even just the littlest bit you know that they are very giving and selfless people. They insisted that the three girls go see the show together. So off we went to the theatre where our seats were literally front row and center. I thought the actors were going to fall off the stage on top of us at any moment.
During the intermission we got up to stretch and take a look around and who do we see sitting six rows behind us? Al Pacino! Karen's favorite! Oh boy, is she gonna kill us. I felt so bad that poor Karen planned such a great birthday for me and when her big moment came to finally meet Pacino she was sitting in a theatre watching Mama Mia with MJ.
Sorry Mommy!
Love you and thanks for another great birthday!
Surprise, Jennifer and Jeannine were there to join us for dinner too! But wait, she only got three tickets? Now for those of you that know Karen or MJ even just the littlest bit you know that they are very giving and selfless people. They insisted that the three girls go see the show together. So off we went to the theatre where our seats were literally front row and center. I thought the actors were going to fall off the stage on top of us at any moment.
During the intermission we got up to stretch and take a look around and who do we see sitting six rows behind us? Al Pacino! Karen's favorite! Oh boy, is she gonna kill us. I felt so bad that poor Karen planned such a great birthday for me and when her big moment came to finally meet Pacino she was sitting in a theatre watching Mama Mia with MJ.
Sorry Mommy!
Love you and thanks for another great birthday!
05 August, 2008
Happy Freakin' Birthday to me!
Sunday was the best day I have had in a long time. I went to see the Police with my three bestest buds from high school, Bean, Krack and Ifer. They played at the PNC arts center so we packed up a cooler full of beer and headed for the parking lot.
We all met at my place since there are no kids or husbands there for our pre-tailgate preparations. We mostly talked and caught up while waiting for the code blue on the Coors bottles to kick in. Now when I say "talked" I really mean talked about other people. As soon as we were done making fun of numerous people in our old high school year books, 2 of which are married to said fun makers, we headed out for the show.
As soon as we rolled out the drive way we started laughing our butts off and it pretty much didn't end until we rolled back in at 12:30am.
It's been almost 20 years since we graduated high school. We might have not kept in touch all of those years but it doesn't seem to matter much now. We've found each other again like true friends do. No matter what has happened or what will I have my friends and I wouldn't trade them for anything. Well maybe a good looking wealthy guy with dogs, a horse farm and a house on the lake...naahh!
love you guys
Kid Little
We all met at my place since there are no kids or husbands there for our pre-tailgate preparations. We mostly talked and caught up while waiting for the code blue on the Coors bottles to kick in. Now when I say "talked" I really mean talked about other people. As soon as we were done making fun of numerous people in our old high school year books, 2 of which are married to said fun makers, we headed out for the show.
As soon as we rolled out the drive way we started laughing our butts off and it pretty much didn't end until we rolled back in at 12:30am.
It's been almost 20 years since we graduated high school. We might have not kept in touch all of those years but it doesn't seem to matter much now. We've found each other again like true friends do. No matter what has happened or what will I have my friends and I wouldn't trade them for anything. Well maybe a good looking wealthy guy with dogs, a horse farm and a house on the lake...naahh!
love you guys
Kid Little
03 August, 2008
Rain, Rain go away?
As most of you know I have lived in the tri-state area for about 33 of my 37 years but I am still in awe when we get a summer storm. I know what you're thinking "Didn't she live in Seattle"? Yes, I did and it did rain there a lot but nothing like here. In the 4 years I was there I saw lightning twice and heard thunder once and our power never went out. Now I do nothing but walk around my house resetting my clocks that are blinking 12:00. Nothing beats an east coast storm. The lightning show with the thunder soundtrack are awesome. Cracks and pops, long low rumbles that shake you with in. It comes on fast darkening the skies, dumping buckets of water and then it's gone just as fast as it came.
From what I could quickly find on line we have had 29.7 inches so far this year and with in the last year we have had a total of 49.5 inches. Holy crap, that's a lot of water. For those of you that miss it or don't know what I'm talking about here is just a clip from a day of summers in NJ.
From what I could quickly find on line we have had 29.7 inches so far this year and with in the last year we have had a total of 49.5 inches. Holy crap, that's a lot of water. For those of you that miss it or don't know what I'm talking about here is just a clip from a day of summers in NJ.
10 July, 2008
Just your average 4th...
On July 4Th I thought I would revisit my childhood and attend the River Edge parade. I went over to my friend Jen's house and we walked up to Bogert Road to join in the fun. It wasn't quite as fun as I remembered but then again is anything?
Gone were the days of the fez wearing old guys driving little cars, now it was not so old guys riding Harley's. There were the old cars and army jeeps filled with people of importance that no one knew. The fire trucks were blaring most likely excited just to be out of the fire house. I don't think they get out much in these little towns.
One thing that was new that I don't recall them doing when we were young was giving out candy to everyone. Now that is something I would remember, free food. The only thing about that was they weren't just handing it out but they were throwing it and it was hitting people. I jumped in front of Lil Big Jack more than once to protect him from the potential on coming sugar shrapnel. That's right, I put myself in the line of fire of tootsie rolls and blow pops to protect children.
After the parade I was off to MJ & Davey's for some BBQ'in fun with the fam. It was MJ and Davey, Thomas and Lynn, Karen and Paul and our good friend of the family Gabriele.
We were sitting on the deck drinking mojitos and snacking on chips when all of a sudden this music starts playing. Now granted it was the 4Th of July and it was in the middle of the day but this was loud! So loud we could hardly hear each other from across the table. This wasn't your average 4Th of July celebration music like say John Philip Sousa or Kate Smith they were playing either. How would I describe it? For democrats I would say it was melodic top 10 dance hits from the middle east for the republicans I would classify it as jihad music from hell. I think the lead singer flew in on his magic carpet just for the party and he brought his Casio keyboard guitar player with him.
Now for those of you that have visited Oradell, NJ you know that this is not your normal run of the mill white people party. With that said one of the other neighbors from behind us started to play music to counter act or should I say counter attack their music. Toby Keith, Garth Brooks and of course Bruce Springsteen. What better way to get your point across then blasting Born in the USA. So there we are, stuck in the middle with them.
So why we were sitting there making jokes like
"What do you think they're celebrating?" response: "oil is $135.00 a barrel"
we couldn't help but notice that we couldn't stop dancing in our seats. No matter how hard we tried our arms kept going up and our shoulders would sway back and forth, our chairs would rock and our hips would shake. Someone had to go see what was going on over there...
So off they went Karen, MJ and Uncle Paulie in his Barbie jeep?
So off go the three stooges to nonchalantly see what's going on. Yeah, right!
Gone were the days of the fez wearing old guys driving little cars, now it was not so old guys riding Harley's. There were the old cars and army jeeps filled with people of importance that no one knew. The fire trucks were blaring most likely excited just to be out of the fire house. I don't think they get out much in these little towns.
One thing that was new that I don't recall them doing when we were young was giving out candy to everyone. Now that is something I would remember, free food. The only thing about that was they weren't just handing it out but they were throwing it and it was hitting people. I jumped in front of Lil Big Jack more than once to protect him from the potential on coming sugar shrapnel. That's right, I put myself in the line of fire of tootsie rolls and blow pops to protect children.
After the parade I was off to MJ & Davey's for some BBQ'in fun with the fam. It was MJ and Davey, Thomas and Lynn, Karen and Paul and our good friend of the family Gabriele.
We were sitting on the deck drinking mojitos and snacking on chips when all of a sudden this music starts playing. Now granted it was the 4Th of July and it was in the middle of the day but this was loud! So loud we could hardly hear each other from across the table. This wasn't your average 4Th of July celebration music like say John Philip Sousa or Kate Smith they were playing either. How would I describe it? For democrats I would say it was melodic top 10 dance hits from the middle east for the republicans I would classify it as jihad music from hell. I think the lead singer flew in on his magic carpet just for the party and he brought his Casio keyboard guitar player with him.
Now for those of you that have visited Oradell, NJ you know that this is not your normal run of the mill white people party. With that said one of the other neighbors from behind us started to play music to counter act or should I say counter attack their music. Toby Keith, Garth Brooks and of course Bruce Springsteen. What better way to get your point across then blasting Born in the USA. So there we are, stuck in the middle with them.
So why we were sitting there making jokes like
"What do you think they're celebrating?" response: "oil is $135.00 a barrel"
we couldn't help but notice that we couldn't stop dancing in our seats. No matter how hard we tried our arms kept going up and our shoulders would sway back and forth, our chairs would rock and our hips would shake. Someone had to go see what was going on over there...
So off they went Karen, MJ and Uncle Paulie in his Barbie jeep?
So off go the three stooges to nonchalantly see what's going on. Yeah, right!
The hostess of the party, Rose, spotted them dancing like fools in the driveway and came running over to introduce herself and invite them to join the party. My mother introduced herself and then Paul who was still in the jeep. With out batting an eye Rose bent down and shook Paul's hand. Obviously seniors must drive around in small electric cars where she comes from because this did not phase her at all. They respectfully declined her invite not because they wouldn't have liked to eat some lamb kebobs and dance but because Paul couldn't find reverse and would never be able to get home. They returned to our party where we all wet our pants with laughter.
THE END
03 July, 2008
21 June, 2008
Dance Dance Dance
Today we went to Violet's first dance recital in Brooklyn. It was very funny! In the video Violet is the second to last on the end. Sorry for the shaky footage but I was laughing a lot. They were all so cute. Their teacher was off to the side of the stage so that is why they are all looking that way trying to figure out what to do next. Brava Violetta!
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