Saturday
When we woke up and saw on the news that it was 62 degrees outside he
turned to me and said, "Wanna do a picnic in the park?"
I fell for him a little further.
03.07.09 | 11.45a
A dog, two guys, his great-grandma's picnic basket, a bottle of
champagne, and a spot on the top of the hill behind the Met. Blue
skies. Couples, kids, strollers. My hand on his knee.
03.07.09 | 1.01p
A lengthy, neck-in-neck Scrabble game ensues on the picnic blanket.
And, dear lord, after all of that work it's a tie: 256-256. Is this
Scrabble's way of telling us we're well matched? ;)
03.07.09 | 3.19p
We tidy
up after our lunch and then out come the books as we sprawl out on the
blanket.
03.07.09 | 3.28p
Popping sour Starbursts at Josh K's apt while he logs and captures
footage from his short film "Jonathan, Just Because." Progress! Only two weeks left until the New York premiere....
03.07.09 | 6.49p
While 40 minutes of footage loads into the computer we flip on Bravo's "Real
Housewives of New York City." So trashy! So fun! (And they're
shooting right outside my apt! So weird.)
03.07.09 | 8.12p
In the car with my guy, on the way to a party in Astoria. We pass
Silver Cup Studios where they filmed "30 Rock" and all of the HBO
shows and I genuflect in my seat. Seriously.
03.07.09 | 8.57p
Sunday
Street-side brunch in Hell's Kitchen with my friend Alisha on a
60-degree afternoon. French toast, scrambled eggs, career chat, and a
heaping side of boy talk. Then, off to see a play together.
03.08.09 | 12.20p
Just saw the play "Distracted," starring Cynthia Nixon. It's funny,
moving, smart, relevant, well staged, features great performances, and
will give you plenty to talk about. I'd say get tickets.
03.08.09 | 4.33p
Southern-style dinner party in Harlem. Hello fried chicken, biscuits,
greens, hoe cakes (yes, you heard that right), and chocolate cake.
Twice as much food as there were guests. Yum. So, so full.
03.08.09 | 8.29p
I finish McEwan's "On Chesil Beach." The ending? Didn't see that
coming. I curl under the covers
on my side of the bed, rub the dog's belly, and kiss my guy. What a day; what a weekend. Gratitude.
03.08.09 | 11.55p
--Josh H.
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