at the age of 12

i am fairly certain i could barely tie my shoes much less speak in a coherent sentence that didn't involve the word "no" or "i don't want to."   i even invested in a button i wore on my jacket which said "NO" so i could avoid having to speak to adults.

contrast that with this 12  year old.   like his mom, i also like ellen.  like him, i do like sandwiches.  maybe he and i could discuss that.  certainly everything else out of his mouth is well beyond me.

irony

walking into penn station, i heard lovely classical music playing on the loud speaker.   next to me was a man relieving himself out in the open.  

at least he had a nice soundtrack.

no excuse

apparently our trip to vegas knocked me out so much that i haven't written since i posted that picture from the airport one month ago.   well, that's embarrassing.   the trip was excellent and included many highlights such as our VIP club treatment, a suite that was larger than our apartment with a flatscreen in the bathroom (seth came home and measured our bathroom for the same treatment), some excellent meals and my apparent knack for video poker.   we were also lucky enough to catch up with some great friends from atlanta and new york, although we did laugh that it took a flight to vegas for us to see our friends that live in brooklyn.

after we got back, seth and i were supposed to hop back on a plane to visit our friends jon and katherine in chicago.  unfortunately, a stomach flu i do not care to remember kept me on the couch for almost a week.  we rescheduled the trip for may when i think the weather and my stomach should cooperate.  before that, though, we are off to houston in two weeks where i get to spend three blissful days with my one of the favoritest people in the whole world (mj!) and seth gets to see the final four.   it's a win win for everyone.