Taking a Bite of the Big Apple

CC took me on my Christmas present trip.  We took off Sunday afternoon (Jan. 15) and met up in Baltimore on the way to LaGuardia.  The flights were on time. Poor CC has to suffer my usual problem of the extra long layovers.  3 hours each way between BWI and TPA.  At least he will be going home to warm weather.  Mid 70’s beats the 28 degrees I’m flying into.  Louisville has the strangest weather.  It was in the 40’s when we left NYC.  It really was a fabulous trip.


Sunday afternoon we arrived with no difficulties and caught a cab over to the hotel.  We stayed on the Upper East Side, close to Columbus Circle which is at one of the corners of Central Park.  It was getting pretty dark as we traveled into the city.  After checking into the hotel, we walked a few places down and had dinner at a restaurant called The Coliseum.  The Giants vs. Packers game was on the television and the Packers looked as if they did not show up to play.  Needless to say there were a lot of happy Giant fans in the pub.


Travel tends to make us tired so we opted to go back to the hotel and plan out a strategy for the next day.

We were up and at’em early on Monday.  It was a holiday and the traffic wasn’t bad.  We went to the closest Starbucks for coffee and a bagel and went for a walk in the park.  It was 17 degrees, the coffee was great and the small amount of Central Park I was able to see is really beautiful, even in the winter.  Frank Olmsted designed the park and he did a fabulous job!  Tangent time… He also designed Louisville’s park system too, but it is not near as impressive..  There was a beautiful pergola behind the Naumberg band shell for wisteria.  

We timed our walk so we would wind up at Tiffany & Co. right when they opened.  I had no idea there were 6 floors to Tiffany’s.  The first floor is fine jewelry, which had a lot of very beautiful things.  The 2^nd was entirely devoted to engagement rings (we skipped this floor).  The 3^rd floor has silver jewelry, men’s items and some accessories and a small section for charms, charm bracelets, etc.  The 4^th floor had china and such so we passed by this floor as well.  The 5^th floor has accessories, gifts, etc.  It had quite a bit. Handbags, trinkets, you name it.  6^th is customer service, restrooms, and such.  It is a very big place!  Everyone was extremely polite and helpful.  CC bought me a ring.  (Now calm down, I said we skipped the 2^nd floor).  It’s actually quite a nice silver ring engraved with I Love You. It's fabulous!

Moving right along through our day, we headed over to Lombardi’s Pizza in Little Italy to grab some lunch.  It is a truly authentic coal oven pizza but it really isn’t the best I’ve had.  I’m fond of the pizza at Cristino’s in Largo. It is coal oven pizza and just seems to taste better to me.  After lunch we moved on over to Chinatown the next block over.

Now to hear CC talk about Chinatown, you would think he was describing a scene in a spy movie.  My interest in Chinatown was to obtain a knock-off Louis Vuitton handbag.  I know you shouldn’t, but they are still out there. People like me will never be able to afford the real thing. ($2,500 for a purse?).  So , off we went.  As we were walking down the street, a woman approached us with a photo brochure stating, “handbags?”  To which I responded, “Yes”. From there it really gets a bit sketchy.  You look at the brochure, pick one out and ask how much.  CC was able to negotiate a discount, bless him.  Then they tell you to wait 5 minutes.  The women take off and 5 minutes later one comes to get you, walk you down the street a bit and hugging a van pretty tight, show you the handbag in a black sack.  Once you agree it is the one you want and you are going through with the purchase, the money exchanges hands and the women disappear.  CC was very amused!  I don’t think he realized such a thing existed. At least not the complicated way in which it went down.

Ice box behind the bar.

Our last stop in Chinatown was the Mayahban  Buddhist Temple.  It was very ornate inside.  We received a fortune for a donation and took a couple of pictures.  We did quite a bit of walking after that.  We walked through SoHo, we saw The Village Voice newspaper office.  We also found a very very old pub called McSorley's.  When you ask what is on tap, you get “dark ale and light ale”.  WELL, that sure makes it simple.  The glasses were a bit small but the beers were 2 for 5.  I had 4 and CC had 6.  We chatted with a couple in from Boston who lived in Louisville for a time.  After our beverages, we were back off again.

Our walk continued until we ended up at The Museum of Sex.  Who knew such a thing existed?  There is a lot of reading and it is presented in a documentary type way; some video but not a lot and not so much to be inappropriate.  You enter through a toy  shop and there is a bar called OralFix in the lower level.  The museum itself is 3 stories.  I would tell more but it is definitely something one should see on their own.  There was an eclectic mix of people attending the exhibits as well.

The next thing on the list is Times Square.  It was beginning to get dark and all of the lights were on.  It was really quite something.  There is quite a bit of space where a person can stand in the center.  Roads closed, etc.  There is lots of shopping, some quick foods, etc.  I took several pictures and thought it was quite fantastic.  It was a different type of lights than Las Vegas.  I’m not exactly sure how to qualify that statement though.

We shopped around for a place to eat and found an Irish Pub about a block off the square.  We had a couple of beers, some dinner and chatted at the bar with a couple and a fellow at the bar who was a local. He had a very Brooklyn accent and was very Italian. It was an amusing time.

The highlight and grand finale of the night was he also got us tickets to a show! This is really saying something, as most of the theaters are dark on Mondays.  He got us tickets to Rock of Ages AND the seats were FRONT ROW CENTER!!!  The show was excellent!  It was my first Broadway show.  I’ve been to touring versions but that is not the same.  Lots of singing along happening up front too!  It was a wonderful time!

We took the train back to the hotel after a very action packed day!  Due to the alcohol on board and the length of the day, I was out as soon as my head hit the pillow.

We started Tuesday a bit later than Monday.  I ran over to Starbucks and grabbed us coffees and bagels and brought them up to the room. CC wasn’t feeling awesome.  He thought he had a headache from the alcohol, but I believe he was caffeine deprived.  He normally drinks several Diet Cokes a day.  He hasn’t had much soda on this trip.  I know how bad I feel without adequate caffeine on board.  Yukky.

By 10 we were out and about.  As soon as we got out, it started to rain….  No umbrella on us.  I used my scarf to cover my head it wasn’t too bad.  We walked around quite a bit. We decided to take in the Empire State Building.  They tried to tell us.  Visibility was poor.  I had always wanted to go to the observation deck just like in An Affair to Remember with Cary Grant and Deborah Kerr.  We went and it was so high, we were essentially standing in the middle of a cloud!  It was still good, there are a lot of displays on your way to the top.  Apparently when the place is busy, there can be a 3 hour wait!  Afterward, we decided lunch was in order. We managed, somehow, to find the UK ALUMNI BAR!  It was called Jack Demsey’s.  As CC opened the door, I saw the alumni sticker on the door.  I just couldn’t believe it.  It doesn’t seem to matter where I go; I always manage to run into UK fans.  Cruise ships, Mexico (shop owner had on a UK t-shirt). In Tampa, UK plates on cars, UK merchandise in stores.  It’s almost become a bit of a joke.  I just can’t quit laughing. (It even says home to the UK Wildcats on the website!)  I did send pictures to Patti (my Admin. Asst. and the biggest UK fan I know) and we had an enjoyable lunch.  The food was reasonable and very plentiful.  It was a good place to sit out some of the rain.  We then headed over to 30 Rock and I was able to take pictures of Rockefeller Center.  There were a couple of people skating but the problem was the rain. It was raining a bit to hard for me.  If one of us fell, we would be soaked!  We walked indoors at the Lego store.  There are some really large Lego sculptures in there.  They did a model of 30 Rock and Rockefeller Center. It was very large and very accurate.

We had a wonderful time just knocking about NYC even with the rainy day!


We headed back to the hotel and took a small nap.  That evening, we headed out to Madison Square Garden for some HOCKEY! Yes, it was the NY Rangers versus the Nashville Predators!  It was pretty cool.  We were able to take the subway to the Gardens.  Penn Station comes out right there and we were able to head upstairs and voila, we were there!  No walking outside, no parking a car.  15 minutes across town!  Amazing!  Even more amazing, there were other Predator fans there besides us.  Jerseys and all!  The fans all around were really nice. (At least there was no outward hostility or verbalization).  We didn't win the game but it was a wonderful experience.  The people around us were sincerely nice and didn't seem to mind we were cheering for the other team. (Maybe because we were losing?)  Anyway, getting back was just as easy as getting to the game.  The subway is right there, not a long wait and we were back at the hotel before we knew it.

We stopped at a pizza place on the corner next to the hotel, grabbed some slices and headed back to the room.  Pizza was great, vacation was great, company was the best!  It was a wonderful Christmas gift!  The best ones are the ones you can share with others.  CC made my first trip to New York a fabulous one!  I'm the luckiest girl on the planet!!

Heartbroken

I never thought the day would come that I would honestly say I do not like the Son.  He is absolutely impossible.  His behavior towards anyone who contradicts his belief in how he wants to live his life is animalistic.  He bites off people's heads, is insubordinate and disrespectful to those in authority and then wants to cry when his girlfriend leaves him.  I have no idea what she has done to him but I have witnessed how he has treated her and all I can say is it took her longer than I thought it would.  In my day, I would have dumped him a long time ago.  He is charming and then can be hateful with no warning it is coming.  Ask him what he wants for dinner and your head gets bitten off and then when you say something about it he screams about all he wants is to be left alone.  Sorry, crystal ball is in the shop.  I do not predict moods and I definitely did not deserve the behavior you exhibit.

He feels he doesn't need a babysitter yet, he carries on like a child.  Of course he never sees his behavior as such, he sees it as being so misunderstood by the world, feeling it is obvious where he is and how he is feeling that the rest of us are blind, stupid or both.

I don't like him.  I don't like what he has become.  I don't think it can be stopped.

I apologize to the whole female race when I say, "I'm sorry, I have raised yet another asshole and let him loose on the planet."

The Power of Positive Thinking

It seems you can't turn around anymore without someone shoving positivity down your throat.  For most of us, it isn't that we are not counting our blessings, it's more things aren't going quite the way we plan and it's a definite downer.  For instance, people are not happy when they lose their house to foreclosure but yes, are grateful they can rent an apartment.  It doesn't mean they are still not upset over the loss of their home.

I am typically a glass 2/3 empty kind of person.  I will see ways things can fail so I don't waste what precious optimism I have.  (I tend to drag it out only on special occasions).  I will have a plan A, plan B, etc.  In this fashion, I am never disappointed when things don't work out, and can only be pleasantly surprised when they do.

So, with all of that being said, I don't buy all the malarkey about "positive thinking".  Believe it and it will happen.  Or, if it doesn't work out the way you wanted, it's because you have a blessing coming your way.  Riiiiiight.  Okay, does that mean if someone applies for 10-15 jobs and is qualified for them all but is not selected, they have a blessing coming their way?  The PERFECT job is out there for you?  Whatever; they could lose their home and be living in the apartment discussed earlier waiting for all of that to happen.

I believe we control what happens to us to some extent.  Everything in life happens, we react to it.  Or not...  I do know a few people who have difficulty making decisions so they make the decision  NOT to make a decision.  So, basically everyone else is making decisions affecting their lives and they are miserable....  And then complain.

Yes, life happens, we all have hiccups in our plans, sometimes total detours ("I think I should've made a left at Albuquerque" - Love me some Bugs Bunny).  But those that take life and deal with it, maybe alter their course and plow on with determination are the people who are successful and satisfied with their lives.. They may not be the epitome of eternal happiness, but they are in control of their destiny, life is not spinning out of control and they can take pride in what they have accomplished.

I know this is a bit of a ramble and probably doesn't make much sense.  I just get so tired of people telling me how I need to think positive.  I DO think positive...  About the way I handle and deal with things.  I am positively confident in my abilities.  I do NOT, however, place my confidence, happiness, and misguided positivity in what I have deemed to be risk, doomed to fail situations or in people who seem to have issues with follow through but are always "positive" this next plan will work out.  Call me crazy.......

Gin and Juice

Let's here it for Snoop Dog.  "With my mind on my money and my money on my mind".  Of course, I'm not "Sippin' on Gin and Juice", but wine. A nice Carmenera.  I know, how bourgeois.  Nothing gangster here.  Snoop does have a few catchy lyrics and right now that one is the most appropriate.

We have a lot going on.  Everything, of course, is getting more and more expensive except for real estate. Even so, I can't seem to get a bite on the house.  CC and I are basically in a position like we were right out of college.  Broke.  Except now we actually have a lot to lose. I really need to sell this house in Indiana.  It's a great house, don't get me wrong, but I would much rather live with my CC in our new house in Clearwater, FL.  The climate is better, the sports teams are better, the company is better, the pool is better....  Oh wait, I don't have a pool here.  So basically, that house wins out hands down!!!

Right now with the two mortgages, two car payments, two sets of utility bills, airline tickets, Son related expenses and savings depleted, it's time to get really serious here.  I don't want to ask the Family for help. Not that they wouldn't give it but damn!  I'm 44 years old.  One would think relying on your relatives is a thing of the past at my age.  My pride won't let me.  Well.... If I was a day from foreclosure I might, but you know what I mean.  I have been spending my time praying that this mild winter holds out.  I won't have to fill the propane tank so soon seeing as the electric heat pump can handle it but I think the fact that I have gone from my usual fill in November until January, my luck is probably running out.  It will be about 400-600 depending on the price of propane they day they come to fill it.  The best investment I made was to buy the tank when I moved in instead of renewing the lease on it.  It was a straight up $500 investment but you get at least $1 off each gallon of propane.  The thing paid for itself on the first fill.

The Son continues with grandiose ideas on what he wants to do to make money, cars he wants to build, etc.  Of course all of that rides on us owning this home which while it's nice, I have no intention of doing long term.  I talked to my realtor Jennifer and told her she needs to sell this thing quickly before the Son destroys it.

Ah, the latest update..  Tangent time!!
I returned to Louisville right after the New Year on Tuesday.  I arrived without any hiccups in the Ville and started my trek to the house.  Upon arriving there were a few of the Son's friends here congregating in the basement.  The house looked pretty decent for having a teenager here with just a friend of mine who is older but not necessarily more responsible.  I instructed the Son to clean up the garage floor as we were to have someone come to look at the house in a few hours.  His response, "I don't know what you want me to do about the blood, good luck with that."  Blood?  I didn't see any blood!!!!!  I asked him what he was talking about and one of his friends noted there was trash in the floor from the stereo installation that occurred in my absence.  Yes... I was talking about that... But blood???  I would not be distracted... I asked three times about it before I received a response.  "The GF punched me in the nose and my nose bled; but I deserved it."   Oooookkkaaaaayyyyy...  Maybe, just maybe, that is information I would just rather not know.  Needless to say, there was bloody towels in the laundry, blood on the garage floor, blood on the wall entering the basement bathroom and some on the basement carpet....  SWEET!  Just what a girl needs before her house is shown!!!


End of the tangent.  Needless to say I had some mixed feelings.  On one hand I was pretty proud of the GF as she stood up for herself and apparently stopped him dead in his tracks.  But on the other it was a bit disturbing it came to that as it means the Son and the GF somewhere down the line think that is acceptable behavior. (She was in the crowd of friends here on my arrival).  I have never struck nor have had anyone strike me in the Son's presence.  I am unsure where this whole thing arises.  The Son is actually quite a jerk to the GF and I don't know how it has lasted as long as it has.  I guess there is truth in the "girls stay with the guys that treat them like shit" theory.  That's all I can come up with.

Looking back amongst all of the ramblings above, I've gotten a bit off of topic.  Sorry about that.
Back to business.
The realtor has told me her company will do property management.  Basically, if I decide to take this place in IN off of the market, they will handle renting it.  Background checks, financial checks, issues with pipes, etc.  It would be a load off of my mind to have someone local watching over the place if I do need to rent.  Rent, of course, would include yard upkeep.  I have a person who has been mowing the grass throughout the warm season. It would be a throw in.  You can't expect people to buy $6,000 mowers to take care of 1.5 acres they don't even own.  I would reinstate my contract with the HVAC guys I have been using for a few years.  Routine maintenance included and you get bumped up the list should something happen with the HVAC.  I would rather sell, but you always need to have a Plan B.

Now the holidays are over I have already been contacted by a couple of head hunters.  I am hopeful I can find suitable employment soon.  Maybe, just maybe, it will all work out in the end.  We can only hope.  Everyone cross your fingers...