We took a long weekend, Friday through Monday. The goal was to spend Friday in New York, visit family Saturday into Sunday, and then get ourselves home early enough Sunday afternoon to still have two days of weekend to ourselves. A well crafted plan if ever there was one.
Friday consisted of a sugar-laden adventure through the LES. We snacked on treats and coffee as we wandered around constructing a plan for the day, visited several of the most quiet and beautiful little community garden spaces I've ever seen, and spent some time hanging with a very sweet cat on a bench. We happened upon (not entirely by accident) Lula's Sweet Apothecary where I had to get a scoop of pumpkin for the road (which went way too well with the butterscotch to be ignored). It was 80 frigging degrees out, after all. We met up with a friend, wandered in and out of some fun spots, had dinner at our favorite NY vegan comfort food spot, took a tour of the coolest dog parks in the city, headed over to Brooklyn, saw more dog parks, met up with another friend, played with a very cool little pup, went to a great little bar... and just had a really fun night.
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| LES street-side pumpkin pit |
I was amazed at how completely packed the train was when we were heading home. We made the mistake of sitting at the end of one of the back cars, where the last two rows face each other. An enormous man with a swollen face practically sat on me. He appeared to be somewhere in the outer realms of beyond drunk, to the point that he had a very distinct and uncomfortable zombie vibe crackling around him. He opened a bottle of soda, sucked it down at an inhuman speed, and then began to belch loudly and continuously as he leered at me with his one functional eye (the other appeared to be swollen somewhat shut). There was not one open seat for miles in either direction. We very seriously considered just gathering up our stuff and standing at a door for the next hour, instead we took alert stance-ready to bolt at the slightest hint of impending vomit or blood thirsty rage.
He left after 20 of the longest minutes of my life. We got to my parent's house with 5 hours to sleep before the start of our "Saturday with the Fam" plan.
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| Kitty on a bench in a community garden on E 4th-ish. |
We adventured with my parents Saturday. We drove to central Massachusetts for a day my mom had excitedly planned for us months ago - butterfly garden, Yankee Candle shopping spree, apple picking at Lyman, and a lovely dinner.
It was a lot of fun. I am incredibly thankful to have J who is not only an amazing man, my best friend with whom I can have completely telepathic conversations in the back seat of my mom's car, and a serious hottie with kitchen skills beyond belief, but he's also happy to be part of my family. He willingly accompanies me on visits and even has fun. It's pretty sweet and it is definitely something I will never take for granted. (::end off-track happy-rant::)
My parents were dog sitting for my brother and sis-in-law, who were on vacation. We had to pick the little guy up at daycare by 6, so we decided to go home and do a late dinner of pizza from Modern. J and I offered to go get it, seeing an opportunity to capitalize on some play time. We ran to Mamoun's to split a quick combo plate, hit Edge of the Woods to pick up the spicy veggie jerky that we cannot find around here anywhere (along with some cupcakes to bring back to my folks'), and then we flew over to Modern to pick up our super veggie pizza (and a half meaty one for my dad).
We hung out with my parents, played with the pup and were completely exhausted from the events of the last two days. We gave up on our night plans and went to bed by 11.
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| Mom & J filling the tank mid-roadtrip -working as a team |
We said good-bye, packed up, and left the house in time to get a cup of coffee and wander around New Haven for a bit. It's probably mostly nostalgia from my teen years, but wandering around the gorgeous expanse of gothic architecture that is Yale at the height of Autumn, as the leaves are falling and the air is crisp, with a coffee, a warm coat and scarf, and a super special handsome man holding your hand ...well, it pretty much the best (the only difference from the teen years would have been subtract the guy, replace with teenage similarly-angsty pal, add some cloves, make it night time, and throw in my old 20-hole docs and a visit to the Rep. Voila - NH trips circa the 1990s).
We picked up the pups from boarding (or doggie sleep-away camp as I prefer to think of it), and got home by mid-afternnon. We had a delightfully lazy day of movies, pup snuggles, and fun (punctuated by some laundry and general home cleaning/maintenance).
Monday we tackled some projects at the house, ran some errands, had a productive day, and then joined forces in the kitchen to create the ultimate cold autumn day comfort food.
A movie, yummy food, and a night in with my four favorites.
And our wonderful mini-vacation draws to a close.
(big sigh)
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| End of vacation, cold rainy night comfort food fest. Vegan mac&cheese, amazing smoky-spicy chili, and garlicky greens (spinach, kale, broccoli, walnuts and loads of garlic) |