A serious snowstorm hits Brooklyn

I returned the enormous engagement ring today. I dropped it off at its owner's midtown Manhattan office, but she was not there. I left it at the reception. I asked the receptionist to have the owner, "Julie", call me once she picked up her ring  to make sure it got into the right hands. A few minutes later, my phone rang.   Julie: "Thank you, Lori, for dropping the ring off today, I am so happy, you made my day. I was having such a bad day and now it is seems so much better" "No problem Julie, I really wanted you to have it over the weekend and....." Then my IPhone went dead like it always does.

I am sure she thought I hung up on her. I did not call her back and she did not call me back. At least she has her ring back and I can stop worrying about losing it.

I had a interesting weekend. Slept at my cousin Debbie's house in Brooklyn and watched one of her daughters make a ginger bread house. I think she wanted me to help, but I was horrified that if I touched it, It would fall apart. Sorry, Maya. I really do love you.

(Kings Plaza mall gigantic snowman)

I saw two movies. Awake which was OK and The Mist, Stephen King's new film. It was scary and gross . The ending was quite disturbing. King is one twisted man.

Seeing a movie in Brooklyn is not new to me because I spent the first 15 years of my life there. I had just forgotten what it is like to see a movie in a very ethnic neighborhood of Brooklyn. I was not in Park Slope, Brooklyn Heights or even Williamsburg. (That's where all the yuppies live now.) This is a section of the borough  where most people who live there are born there, stay there and raise their families there . Watching the movies was a two way dialogue, at all times. As the actors in the movie talk, the people in the audience talk back and even yell back at times. It went on for a full two hours for two separate movies. (It was not The Rocky Horror Show where you are supposed to scream back) I got into it after a while and looked forward to what my fellow movie friends had to say.

Sunday I went to a Mall called Kings Plaza. I had not been there since I was a kid running around acting like a retard and starting trouble just because it was fun. Great memories....

Snowed for the first time since last winter. I took a photo of two pumpkins left over from Halloween covered with snow and excitedly sent it to Joe, who lives in Florida. He told me the photo looked like a pair of tits with white stuff on them. Interesting, I shook my head up and down sort of like ah yeah, I can see that, but not really.

The snow was beautiful. Then it rained, turned to slush and vanished, but not before I slipped and almost busted my ass.

 

My house is a total reck. Looks like my bedroom puked. Maybe I will clean it before the sun comes up as I watch Dexter for the third time this week.

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Comments

[Adam]

Tell Joe it DOES look like a set of tits with white stuff on them. Joe and I need to party together ;-)

Adam