Thursday, November 28, 2013

Taking A Bite Of The Big Apple

That's what Dave said when we dropped Lauren off at the airport for a trip to New York. Oddly enough, the two of us grew up just outside of  New York and we only ever referred to it as 'The City".  My Dad was born there, lived there and worked there nearly his entire life.  My grandparents sailed into this country right by the Statue of Liberty and were processed at Ellis Island.  My Grandmother Mary must have looked at Lady Liberty on the deck of a ship at the age of 16 all by herself - and how courageous a venture that must have been.  I think the 'courage gene' skiipped a generation or two but I think it may be surfacing in our daughter. I wonder what Mary would think to see Lauren at a business event just a block away from where she, herself, landed in 1900 with not much to her name.   Dave and I never thought of the City in endearing terms like 'the big apple". It was just a place to work and to do the best shopping.  We took for granted all those school trips to the United Nations, the Museum of Natural History, The Met, Times Square, Fifth Avenue, and our High School Prom at The Plaza Hotel and the aftershow at The Americana.  Seriously - we were in high school! When I was in 6th grade, I was allowed to go tinto the City with my best friend, Linda, and we thought nothing of it because it was how we were raised... you took the bus to Jamiaica and then the subway - the F Train to ...whatever stop that let us off down the block from Macys and Gimbels.   We didn't have a "Mall" until 8th grade when the Roosevelt Mall was built - and even then, we went into the City for the best shopping. We did it all - the Thanksgiving Parade that the entire country watches on TV every year... the Macy's Parade...skating at Rockefeller Center...the Tree Lighting...Tavern On The Green...Broadway Plays on Times Square.  One of the first dates Dave and I went on was to see Fiddler On The Roof on Broadway - at 17 years of age - taking the subway into the city and coming home at 1 a.m. after the play.   But... I was...let us say, texting Lauren a lot on this trip to make sure she was safe.  This was unchartered territory.  I'm OK now about the whole thing...Beginning to know she's the one in charge and I'm the old lady.  I can sort of relax.  It's actually on my list to go back and see the 9/11 Memorial.  We were back there in 2002 before reconstruction began and I would love to see it now.  Here are some pictures Lauren took of the Memorial.  Awesome.

Lauren was just 14 days into her new school in 5th grade on the morning of the 9/11 Attack. 
We woke up to the TV news on the West Coast just as I was waking her and Kevin up around 6 a.m.  It is a day we will never forget. 

And... the best part of the trip for Lauren was not the buildings or the business but the opportunity to see her family.  She took the train from Penn Staion to New Jersey where Uncle Doug picked her up and after a night there with Doug and Gail, he drove her to her cousin Kristen's home in Pennsylvania where she got to see Jillian and new baby Lincoln! Then Angela came to get her and drove her to the 'East Coast Bayly' home of Greg and Angela and their 3 little girls.  -Confusing unless you know the family - but... that's what it was - family.  And that was the best part.

And let's not forget the NY Pizza .  I'm so jealous. 

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

The Hankster

There's a new little bundle of joy who has made his way into the family (no-not that kind!) and Dave and I are calling him our new Grandpuppy.  He is Kevin's and Lauren's new french bulldog puppy and he has stolen our hearts.  Dave and I had a full 2 weeks with Hank while Kevin and Lauren were switching from living in San Francisco (no dogs allowed in their building) to a new dog-friendly place and the three of them bunked with us for a while.  Every morning they would leave for work and Dave and I had the Hankster all to ourselves! He is just the cutest little guy ever and we had so much fun with him.  He followed us everywhere and literally became a part of our daily life.
Hank with his new parents on the night they picked him up.
The new little guy with his momma. He is something of a momma's boy, by the way. 
He loved the shower...
...and entertained himself while we got dressed.
Then lunch out with Dave and me. We met so many people whenever we took him out!  Dave concluded that young, single guys all need to get a french bulldog...
A little bit of wine tasting.  Doesn't every dog do that?
An afternoon nap after all that wine ;)
Helping with the dishes...
...and dusting the floors.
Another nap after all that hard work.  Actually, his momma took this "french laundry" picture on another day - but he did plenty of napping anyway so this was a typical pose.
On the lookout for mom and dad coming home from work.
Papa's home! 


Thursday, November 7, 2013

Say Yes To The Dress

Well, I don't know whether Giovanna said yes to the dress because there were two beautiful ones at the end of the day to choose from and they were very different from one another.  But we had a fun day, giggling and oooooing and ahhhhing with a few happy tears here and there.  Lauren and I were honored that Giovanna asked us to come along for wedding dress shopping along with her mom, sister and sister-in-law (Josephine, Maria and Michelle).
 While the bride-to-be was lunching and modeling dresses for us on the runway, the prospective groom took the day to ride his new bike in the hills.  We have all kinds of 'Open Space" around here that stretches for miles and miles with amazing views.  So Drew took advantage of a freee day to roam and get some exercise.
The Happy Couple on a previous outing