What it's All About

Yeah, apparently waking up before noon is occassionally worth it, or at least it was yesterday. I probably should have spent the entire weekend in bed sucking down chicken soup, but instead I spent it gallavanting all over the tri-state area in the rain and the sunshine and sucking down vanilla rum-and-cokes, and being a crazy twenty something until 4 in the morning. It was absolutely glorious.

When it feels like summer again & I can wear tank tops without sweaters & I can lay around in Central Park doing absolutely nothing for four hours and know that's exactly what I should be doing with my entire afternoon, these are reasons I live here and love living here and why my outrageous rent is the smallest price to pay for all of this.

Yesterday afternoon with J was lovely and hilarious and I'm trying not to think about how much I liked being one of those "icky couples" who lay around on blankets contentedly with each other. Later I got completely silly with Erika off vanilla rum and rode the subway in our sunglasses at night and met up with Lee & crew for the Electric Six show. And it was freaking amazing- that show rocked harder than anything, it felt like letting go of everything except the moment where I was throwing my head back and swinging my hair around and screaming lyrics and not caring what I looked like or who was there with me. After the show, walking all the way down on Houston to a random roof party, coming home at 3 in the morning, eating pita with Krista in the kitchen while Ben passed out on the couch, Lee's bemoaning his broken flip flop....

Today was also quite lovely, Socrates Sculpture Park on the river had a little festival with music and Mark di Suvero and Miss Saturn's hula hoop extravaganza. Miss Saturn named all 6 of her hula hoops and you could tell she actually believed they had real names because she mistakenly introduced the blue one as Cindy Lou and, with a stricken look on her face, said "oh no that's not Cindy Lou, that's actually Nola! Cindy Lou is right here!" while raising the green one into the sky. Dinner was a la Erika and Mikey D- the food was delish- but the best part ever was that the little Mexican girl in the building next door only knows how to say Hi and excitedly yells it anytime she can see someone in the window. She stands there on the other side of the alley, on the 3rd floor also, and jumps up and down and "hi hi hi hi hi HI!" And shows us her toys and Mikey makes faces and laughs heartily for her and she giggles and giggles and hi hi hi.

New York City. Ain't life grand.

xoxoxoxoxoBon