Monday, November 24, 2003
Updates
The weekend was great! I am FINALLY feeling better. I woke up this morning and was actually in a good mood. Who would have thought that could happen on a Monday? I still have a residual cough, but my aches and pains are gone and I don’t feel nearly as cranky as I have felt for the last two weeks.
Just in time for Ari to catch it. She is home now and doing her best to keep her sanity. Poor thing.
The fundraiser was a major success. We didn’t raise as much money as we had hoped, but we did fairly well. Everyone that came had a blast. The entire space was turned into this raging cool dance club. The music was tight and the decorations were fucking phenomenal. I met a slew of people and drank half the keg myself. (I forgot how TASTY keg beer really is) I am very pleased with the way it turned out. And I also have the best friends in the world. Almost everyone I know in the city came down to support.
My brother’s best friend in Iraq, Lou, was in a horrible accident this weekend. From what I have been told, Lou, was on a “mission” when a wall crumbled and fell on top of him. Both of his legs and pelvic area was smashed in the accident. He was flown to Germany where they are currently trying to put his lower body region back together. It was a horrible, horrible thing, and my brother is on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Not only is he upset that Lou got so hurt, but also that he doesn’t have him in Iraq with him anymore. They didn’t get to see each other very often, but it gave him piece of mind to know that he was right around the corner. Winfield called my parents in tears yesterday. Only the second time he has cried since he has been there. My dad called me in tears this morning to relay the news. Ugh. And Thanksgiving is in 3 days.
In other news…Kelly told me the funniest story on Friday.
She was babysitting for this 2-year-old boy. While he was sitting with her, she signed online and a picture of Michael Jackson came up on the screen. Gus, the baby, looked at Kelly, looked at the picture of Michael and said “That lady looks like you!”
End story.
Busy week ahead of me. Paul and I are going to go to dinner at Rocco's tonight. You may remember that place from the NBC show “The Restaurant”. I can’t wait to try “Mama’s Meatballs”. YEM!
Off to lunch now.
Gotta clear my head for a bit.
The weekend was great! I am FINALLY feeling better. I woke up this morning and was actually in a good mood. Who would have thought that could happen on a Monday? I still have a residual cough, but my aches and pains are gone and I don’t feel nearly as cranky as I have felt for the last two weeks.
Just in time for Ari to catch it. She is home now and doing her best to keep her sanity. Poor thing.
The fundraiser was a major success. We didn’t raise as much money as we had hoped, but we did fairly well. Everyone that came had a blast. The entire space was turned into this raging cool dance club. The music was tight and the decorations were fucking phenomenal. I met a slew of people and drank half the keg myself. (I forgot how TASTY keg beer really is) I am very pleased with the way it turned out. And I also have the best friends in the world. Almost everyone I know in the city came down to support.
My brother’s best friend in Iraq, Lou, was in a horrible accident this weekend. From what I have been told, Lou, was on a “mission” when a wall crumbled and fell on top of him. Both of his legs and pelvic area was smashed in the accident. He was flown to Germany where they are currently trying to put his lower body region back together. It was a horrible, horrible thing, and my brother is on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Not only is he upset that Lou got so hurt, but also that he doesn’t have him in Iraq with him anymore. They didn’t get to see each other very often, but it gave him piece of mind to know that he was right around the corner. Winfield called my parents in tears yesterday. Only the second time he has cried since he has been there. My dad called me in tears this morning to relay the news. Ugh. And Thanksgiving is in 3 days.
In other news…Kelly told me the funniest story on Friday.
She was babysitting for this 2-year-old boy. While he was sitting with her, she signed online and a picture of Michael Jackson came up on the screen. Gus, the baby, looked at Kelly, looked at the picture of Michael and said “That lady looks like you!”
End story.
Busy week ahead of me. Paul and I are going to go to dinner at Rocco's tonight. You may remember that place from the NBC show “The Restaurant”. I can’t wait to try “Mama’s Meatballs”. YEM!
Off to lunch now.
Gotta clear my head for a bit.
