Rush, rush October 18, 2005 ~ 2:31 pm
Posted by Julie in : Daily Grind , trackbackNo, not the Paula Abdul song. That phrase sums up my weekend - a constant rush that was over in the blink of an eye.
Mom came up Friday evening, and brought me a carload of stuff because she’s good like that. Kitty litter, a little cat-bench so the bastards can sit in the window, a shower organizer, and my LitterMaid electric litter box - oh, how we love that thing. So of course I spent Friday night assembling various things.
Saturday we went into Manhattan to collect Rick and the Youngest (the Oldest was at a bat mitzvah) before we met up with Vince and his family. New York City transportation apparently hates Vince, so we finally got together an hour or so after we had planned, but after nine straight days of rain, the New York City contingent was happy to sit in the sun and soak up the rays while we waited. We had a fun jaunt through the Museum of Natural History together before we had to pick the Oldest up, although I had forgotten that kids do museums differently than adults do. Kids rush from one thing to another, looking at whatever interests them, disregarding the rest, and not stopping to read about the exhibits. As a result of the three kids driving our expedition, we got through at least half of the museum in two hours. Not bad, although we didn’t get to talk a lot as we followed in their wake. We did, however, get to take blogger meet-up photos, kids included:
The Youngest got bored waiting for her father to take the second picture.
The next day was spent doing laundry, grocery shopping, and the Queen concert. We left well ahead of time to get to the Meadowlands early (or so we thought), but because of a huge traffic jam to get into the Lincoln Tunnel we didn’t get there until 7:15. Vince had been waiting there for an hour by that point (sorry, Vince!) but the doors didn’t open for another 15 minutes, so we got to chat a bit more. I bragged about the concert yesterday, and the photos will be up in Flickr soon, but here’s a preview:
Brian on the big screen
We got more of a chance to talk after the concert when we drove Vince back to his hotel, with a slight detour, but I could’ve easily chatted with him for a lot longer. Vince is funny, nice, and has seen more heavy metal concerts than I have, which is saying something. I didn’t get much of a chance to talk to his wife (Saturday morning on the Intrepid wiped her out), but she struck me as very sweet. Both Vince’s boys are cute and friendly, and were very cool about meeting up with perfect strangers for the afternoon. The Youngest was excited to find out that they don’t live that far from one of her grandmothers, and they seemed to get along fine. For my first blogger meet-up that involved both kids and a concert, it went amazingly well. I’d love to hang out with all of them again, which just goes to prove my belief that all bloggers are good people. None of you have disappointed thus far, and I’m looking forward to meeting more of you in the future.
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