I am writing this post from my brother’s old bedroom in my parents’ place. Half of the bed in the room is mine and the other half is occupied by three enormous stuffed animals. I am pretty sure that they don’t belong to my 22-year-old brother but I have yet to inquire and kind of like assuming that they are his.
A couple of weeks ago my mother had long-overdue surgery for a torn rotator cuff. I love Austin and don’t like leaving town but thought that it would be fun to fly to New York and surprise my mom while she is recovering. This visit has been surprisingly fantastic and my mom’s recovery is going well.
Hectic past experiences visiting New York have taught me to not overbook my schedule. I can pack some of my days but I also need time to recharge. This visit I am making that happen. Seeing my family has been wonderful and I have connected with some great friends while in town.
- Time with my parents and Muffin, the most awesomest dog ever
- A nine-year reunion with a few friends from high school. The meetup all stemmed from a brief conversation on Facebook!
- Bouncing around different friends’ apartments on shabbat afternoon, laughing, catching up and enjoying great food
- Spending three hours dancing around the house on Saturday night. I tried getting Muffin to shake her tail to dubstep but it’s apparently not her style. She is a poodle so maybe German techno is more her thing?
I’ll shortly be heading downtown to meet up with more friends and I just found out that my cousin from Sweden is in town. Things are good.