mac does not know. I love NY, so yes I am conflicted. I will miss here terribly and just hope that I will end up with more support.
'Never Leave Me'
Natter 64: Yes, we still need you
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Once I knew it was cran-pom
The font I use really makes that look like cran-porn.
It's weird for me to think of NY without Jesse and msbelle. I have vivid memories of you both there. And Joey D, but that's a different sort of weird.
Mac mentioned moving soon, didn't he?
I'm so trying to avoid writing up meeting minutes. I need to get back to that.
And Joey D, but that's a different sort of weird.
Heh -- shortly before I moved, I thought I saw him on the street, but no, it was just my mind running through NYC memories.
this summer and early fall mac would say, "we could move this year" and then a week later "I don't want to move until after 5th grade". I told him it was not a decision that he would be making, that I would decided what was best for our family. He knows we will definately move by the end of 5th grade and that we might move earlier. I will tell him in June that we are moving.
Punch, Jesse? Party at your place this afternoon!
I bet moving will be good for you both, msbelle. Although I sympathize with missing NYC, even preemptively. I miss the city so very much.
Punch, Jesse? Party at your place this afternoon!
NSM. It was one of those packets to add to a bottle of water, but what are you supposed to call that, nowadays?
See, I was thinking punch, definitely muffins, a little music ...
I am very consciously doing lots of "last" things in NY now. We very likely would not have gone ice skating two weeks ago if I didn't think it was the last winter here. We will be going to the Radio City Christmas Spectacular, Big Apple Circus and going to see all the holiday windows this year.
Thanks, smonster, but darnit -- I can't get any of those pix accepted into my blog. Ah, well.
Excellent plan, msbelle.
It's rainy and gray and the kitten (who, uh, turned out to be a boy, oops, so needs a name other than Bella) is asleep on my legs, and I am getting. nothing. useful. done.
I'm having a hard time caring.