so, spring is right around the corner…my personal goal is to try t get all my photos and videos of our trip LAST AUGUST up before it has been a year. possible? maybe. i’m doing my best, but life seems to be getting in the way quite a bit, not so much time to sit down at the computer.
and today is busy again, because tomorrow i’m headed for NYC! Bev’s daughter lives there, and bev and i are going to visit. tomorrow mom and i take the train to chicago to visit my aunt sandy who had some major surgery, and after a night there, i fly out of midway airport on saturday. bev’s daughter, erin, has a good friend who is the lead in aladdin – she’s jasmin! i’m fairly confident we’ll get to go see the show, which should be exciting.
bev asked me what else i’d like to do, but somehow i haven’t had time to even look for new and different NYC things. i want to go to the metropolitan museum of art because i just want to sit and look at the impressionist paintings, and bev has never been there, so i want to show her all the stained glass and the other beautiful things. well, not all of them, because you can’t see all the stuff in a day because you just get museum-numb after a while.
i’m confident that i’ll have some time to think about other ideas today, besides the one million things i need to accomplish. and yet here i sit…
here’s sadie, looking darling in her striped coat.
and this is one of my favorite photos of her. such long legs!
we celebrated my neighbor bernice’s birthday on january 12th – i made lasagne and cupcakes. here are my cupcakes formerly known as “irish car bomb cupcakes,” until the creator of the recipe decided that was politically incorrect, so now they’re called “irish whisky and beer cupcakes.” they’re sinfully decadent, they take some time to make, and i wanted them to look fancy with the sprinkles and all.
we all look a little drunk here, but i think it’s just sugar overload.
but here’s proof of my continuing early alzheimer’s creeping up on me…i left a bunch of cupcakes with bernice and took a half dozen home and put them in the freezer. they were in a huge container so i took one out and put it in the fridge, and my intent was to put the rest of them in a smaller container and back into the freezer.
they have disappeared. no, i didn’t eat them in the middle of the night, i’m pretty sure nobody came in a swiped them…but i have absolutely no memory of actually putting them back in the freezer, and they’re not there – i checked many times, amy came over and checked, everybody looked in the freezer.
i assume that someday i’ll find them, old and very moldy and sad.
here’s lester being cute, to help me get over the angst of the lost cupcakes.
