Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Equinox, not the event, but the name of my gym is where you will find me most mornings. I leave about 6:00 each morning and walk the seven blocks to my gym for a spin class. The photo is evidence of how I look on the walk home----sweaty and not so cute. I walk past a senior living center on the way home and even on the cold days, several elderly people are sitting out on the sidewalk sipping coffee and socializing. One elderly man is always dressed very nicely and insists that I stop and shake his hand. His name is Bob. Without fail, Bob always says, "may I tell you that you are looking lovely this morning?" I know I don't, but I do notice that when I walk away I have a little spring in my step and a smile on my face. Today a new guy was sitting with them and he had to add his two cents by saying, "I like that wet look you have goin on."
It doesn't take much, so go ahead and make someone's day.
Monday, June 27, 2011
As mentioned in the previous post, my sister Karen and her daughter Kira were here for a few days celebrating Kira's recent high school graduation. We were able to do so many things in the days they were here, but I think a highlight for Kira was standing outside the Beacon Theater (which is just a few blocks from our apartment) while the Tony Awards ceremony was being broadcast. We positioned ourselves at the back door of the theater and every award winner had to walk past us to go to another venue where they had the press and the actual award was given to them. They would then walk past us again, proudly holding their Tony, and walk back into the theater. Kira's great hope was that Daniel Radcliffe would walk by, but sadly he didn't appear. However, Bono did make an appearance along with Al Pacino, Robin Williams, Sutton Foster, all the winners from "The Book of Mormon" musical, the dancers from "Anything Goes", "Nunsense", "Memphis" and "Priscilla, Queen of the Desert", and the horse from War Horse. We saw lots of people who acted like they were famous, but we didn't know them.
I walked the Brookyn Bridge two times this month. Once with my cousin Carolyn and her friend Patty and then again with my sister Karen and her daughter Kira. I am no stranger to the bridge because I have walked it a number of times and biked across a few times. And I have even read David McCullough's book about the construction of the Brooklyn Bridge. The Bridge celebrated it's 128th year this past May. However, there is something new on the bridge I had never noticed before----hundreds of locks attached to the wire fences, benches and bolts. We were curious as to why they were there and a little research turned up this result. Couples come to the bridge with a lock that has their names on it, they lock it to the bridge and throw the key into the river, forever locking their love to the bridge. So romantic! I am on the hunt for the perfect lock and before we leave this great city, Paul and I will lock our love to the Bridge. I get a bit weepy thinking about it.
A few times each year, NYC hosts Fleet Week. On the first day, the ships glide up the Hudson River to the George Washington Bridge and then return to dock in the harbor for the week. This is just a glimpse of one boat as it floated past our apartment. We see the sailors walking the streets of New York in their bright, white uniforms. Some are appear startled and perplexed by the big city and bright lights. Others seem quite at home and are having a great time. And then there are those who are looking for love in all the wrong places.