Washing, packing, re-packing, charging phone, charging PDA, charging laptop, charging my credit card for my oil change and serpentine belt, checking the weather here, checking the weather on the way, checking the weather there, checking my checkbook (BREATHE!)
Ok, I think I am almost together. Going home to see the family for a short, but much needed respite, and soak in the kind of energy that only NYC can provide. I'll have the laptop with me, but I don't know how much in the way of posting I'll be able to do. Mom doesn't have a computer, and I'm not sure if my brother has a wireless router, so I will be forced to scour my old neighborhood in search of a WiFi signal that I can pilfer from somewhere. Of course, I could just go into Manhattan, where there are hotspots just about everywhere you walk these days.
I will have the camera to take as many pictures as I can because, if I don't post any NYC photos, I shall feel the sting of Claudia's lash. (Wear the boots baby, please... ;-) )
While this will be a short visit, only until Tuesday, it will be nice to see the family, especially my little niece, (well, not so little these days) who was born 36 hours before my transplant. ("Mr. Nighttime's Good Luck Charm.")
So at 9 am tomorrow, it is on the road again for the 6 1/2 hour journey to the land of my birth, real pizza, bagels that matter, and where people speak my language. ("Cawfee, light no sugar!) Oh, and now that I think of it, I might just need to get to Katz's Deli on Delancey Street for a decent kosher corned beef sandwich.
Oh, and if anyone wonders, below is where I grew up:
It's massive, and there are times it reminds me of Soviet-style housing, but hey, it's home.
the state of windmills - This is a nice series of old windmills the USPS put out in 1980 the one in *Virginia* is located in Williamsburg, known as the Robertson Windmill. the on...
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