You have got to be kidding me!
It’s raining today when I left the office so I looked to get an Uber to dinner. And when it rains, prices surge. But this was ridiculous!
I’ve seen 1.4, 4.1 then it got worse, it started at 6, then went to 7.1. Seriously? It cost $70.59 too go FOUR POINT THREE miles. What?
Going back to the hotel? About the same distance… $9.
Bad form!
A new restaurant with DLP, Southern Cut Barbecue.
It just so happens the restaurant is in the hotel I’m staying in this week. We met after I went to the gym at our new favorite nail salon. Claws and paws done, time for food.
We headed to my hotel to drop my bag and decided to eat there. There wasn’t much for me, but I found a very yummy salad, kale and brussel sprouts with cranberries and sliced almonds. For the meat eaters, it did come with bacon.
We started with fabulous deviled eggs with asparagus and truffles, very tasty. DLP had brisket, said it was quite tasty. Round it out with a baked potato and sweet potato with candied walnuts.
A very nice meal at a nice place and the vegan was happy. Go figure…a happy vegan at a BBQ joint!
Dear Costco.
You require me to show you a receipt upon exiting your store. Ok, I comply and show you my receipt.
Why don’t you even look at it?
When Costco first opened, the folks at the exit would look at every item and the receipt, especially the big ticket items. That is understandable, no bags to put the items in, unless you bring them.
Now, when I exit, you don’t even look at the items or the receipt, you just put a slash through it. I watched you look out the door one time while you scratched that line thru the receipt.
So, what’s the deal? How would you know if stole something?
Just curious.
Wahoo! Passport in hand, I can flee the country when I need to. Or just go on a trip.
I tell people, jokingly, that I keep my passport with me because you never know when you’re going to have to flee the country!
After everything I went through on Monday, I was prepared with my birth certificate, copies of my birth certificate, I’D, credit card and to the passport office I went.
Through security, remove jewelry, shoes, headphones, sunglasses, 9th floor, phone on silent, get in line. Greeted, get in another line, get a number, have a seat.
About thirty minutes later, number called, go to window, answer yes to a lot of questions, give credit card. Get receipt and special receipt to come back between 3-4pm to pick up the passport.
Back to work, three o’clock back to the passport office, get a new number, wait ten minutes and now…
I can leave the country! Look out world!
Now I want to be Wonder Woman!
Tonight, DLP and I went to see the latest installment of super hero movies, on the DC side, Wonder Woman.
Wow.
Yup, that’s all I have to say, wow. It’s all about the backstory, how Diana became Wonder Woman, the island, hidden, the Amazons, the gods, the training, the Warriors, the secrets, lies, the thing that everyone in the audience and on the island knew but no one would tell Diana.
There’s that solitary, all women life on the island, interject a man, the great scene is when he gets out of the bath and she’s more interested in his watch then the naked parts. I love when there is a movie with beings from another world, and we, mere mortals, have to explain things…sometimes it’s a little uncomfortable.
There were a few times that it felt a little Captain America-ish, only because you had a hero or heroin, as it were, from another time or place, amongst the world of Modern Men, and she had a shield. Not hating on Wonder Woman by any means just a comparison.
The hard part, is here we are again, the war to end all wars, the big bad Germans and the ragtag bunch fighting them because they can save it all. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed it and that was the era of those stories.
As for the ragtag bunch, a great combination, a drunk, sharpshooting Scotsman, a Master of Disguise, an Indian chief thief, pilot and an Amazon woman, what could go wrong?
Does Chris Pine ride a motorbike in all his movies?
The costumes were great, with all the hubbub about Wonder Woman’s outfit and speculation, it kicked arse! It was the Wonder Woman costume we know with a little metallic, Iron Man flare, material wise that’s it!
Compassion, strength, fortitude, honor, duty, responsibility, belief, love. Yeah, that about sums it up.
Two great quotes:
I can save today. You can save the world. That’s Steve Trevor to Diana.
It’s about what you believe. And I believe in love. Only love will truly save the world.
The flight was fine, there ended the enjoyment of my trip home to see my dad.
The flight itself was fine, first class, wasn’t even full, I got to sleep for about 20 minutes, that was fabulous!
I ended up talking to a very nice man with fabulous eyelashes who is in the entertainment industry, his mom has fabulous Tina Turner hair, was on his way to Scotland, just broke up with his boyfriend, done with the drama, has the hots for a guy in Belgium, it was quite the flight.
I forgot how big the international terminal at JFK airport is! I got to baggage claim eventually, only had to wait a few minutes for my bag, that was good.
After I got my bag that’s when the adventure began, please read that line dripping with sarcasm. I walked away from the baggage claim area and saw the sign for ground transportation, I haven’t rented a car at JFK before, so this was interesting.
After I walk under the sign that says ground transportation, the only thing I see when I walk outside, after following the arrows, are trains, buses, taxis and passenger pickup, um, where do I go for rental car? No idea.
After literally walking in circles for about 4 minutes I finally go back and ask somebody working at the hotel counter where the rental car place may be and apologize since I know that is not his job. He says ‘Oh just take a left past the lack of signage and go to the Welcome Center’, okay, thanks.
I go to the welcome counter, and ask where to go to get to the rental car center and he says take the train, what train? The the AirTrain, okay great where is that? Go back that way, fantastic. I go back towards baggage claim see the escalator going up and the sign for AirTrain, great. I get on the air-train and get off at the rental car center.
Normally I rent from Avis, and possibly because I’m preferred I get notified of where my car is. Avis was too expensive this weekend so I rented from Budget.
There were at least 40-50 people total including little kids standing in line waiting to get a car. The line was out the door and they only had two people working. What a shock.
I stood on line with everyone else, ended up talking to this lovely woman who used to be from New York City and is now living in Florida for the past two years. She was traveling with her sister who used to work at the Brooklyn Hospital, which is where I was born. She actually asked me if I knew my obstetrician, and I just kind of looked at her and said huh? and we laughed about that, I could tell you my pediatricians name. We got to talk for about an hour! Yes that’s right I said an hour. There were gobs of people and two people working.
I finally got to the counter and the gentleman said do you prefer an SUV or minivan, I said I prefer a compact car because I’m not comfortable in either. He said we don’t have any, minivan or SUV? I said SUV. I got a Kia Sorento. Then I drove to my dad’s house.
I landed in New York City at 10 p.m. I arrived at my dads house at 1:30 a.m. This process should not have taken three hours. Ever
I’m now going to pass out, have a great evening!
Happy happy fourth birthday to my first grandson, Baby A!
Ok, so first, I’m going to have to find something different to call him, might get awkward at 16, “Happy 16, Baby A!” Ha ha, we’ll see.
Wow, four years old. I still remember the day his mom, KAB, told her dad and I she was pregnant. She carried LB in front of her and said “hello father” and he knew instantly, I had no idea, but I was thrilled for her!
And nine months later, June 1st, I got to meet him for the first time! He was just a few hours old and oh, he stole my heart! I happened to be in Atlanta and got to go to the hospital and hold that little love muffin in my arms.
He is smart, funny, silly, precocious, stubborn, brave, fearless, loving, a snuggler, possessive and generous all at the same time.
He’s an awesome big brother to his baby sister E, you should see how she looks up at him, there outs so much love there. And love to see him with his parents, oh man.
What an artist! I’ve shown you some of the amazing things he has made me!
He gets excited when he knows I’m coming to visit, sad when I have to leave. How much do I love that?
He’s four, feisty and fabulous. Happy birthday Baby A, big hugs and kisses from JJ! I love you!
Why can’t I have multiple posts in a day? I don’t know, its my blog!
June 1st is bittersweet. I have a grandson who turned four and today is also the anniversary of my mom’s passing.
My mom, wow. I’ve told you about her a few times, I’m ok with one more.
She was a force to be reckoned with. Smart, funny, silly on occassion, kind, caring, considerate, stubborn, opinionated, vocal, affectionate, encouraging, multilingual, cultured, well traveled.
She would take on almost any challenge, escslators were a stumbling block. She was one of the smartest people I knew and she would laugh that she couldn’t add any variation of 8 and 5!
She was there to offer advice if needed, sometimes if not, like any good mom. She tried to save us from making mistakes that she made but there to help when we did.
She would kiss the boo-boos when we fell, to this day, I miss that. Hey, I still get my dad to kiss my boo-boos, especially when I bump my keppe, that’s your head for those of you not in the know.
There are things I see in myself and my sister when we interact with her girls, my grandkids, extended family. She would wake us by gently touching our faces and ask “did you take a soft pill today?”
Did I ever tell you her let names for us? They were goofy, but we went with it. She would call GES kitty litter, I asked what does that make me, cat litter?! No rhyme or reason and we just went with it.
I’ll leave you with this funny fact. When we were kids and driving with mom, we needed something to call bad drivers on the road. What did we come up with? Pizza head!
I miss you mommy and I love you.
I don’t know if that’s completely true.
But it is a great movie! Haha.
I was flipping channels tonight looking for something to distract me and I found Earth Girls Are Easy. This I would say is a classic, it’s from the 80s it’s horrible, it’s funny, it’s goofy, it screams 80s.
You have Julie Brown, Geena Davis and Jeff Goldblum in the infancy of their relationship, so it just screams from the screen. You’ve got a very young Damon Wayans and Jim Carrey, they all couldn’t been more than 12! And then you a bit rolls like Michael McKean, as the stoner, Surfer pool guy.
It emphasizes everything goofy about the 80s, well not everything, but there’s big hair, long fingernails, bright neon colors, zoot suits, Valley girls, the Miami Vice Don Johnson look and Julie Brown at the height of her goofiness with her plays on society videos and songs like “I’m a Blonde.”
Then there’s the underlying story, love, betrayal, infidelity, insecurity, discovery exploration they’re Spaceman after all. Of course, bottom line it’s a love story after all.
If you haven’t seen it, you haven’t lived. Check it out it’s goofy it’s funny and it’s for a good laugh.
It’s one of those cult classics either you love it or you won’t. One guess where I stand!
Why, beach, brunch, beach, game night, of course.
Up early, go to the beach to see the high surf and surfers, beautiful morning. Then breakfast at a new place we’ve been wanting to try.
Grocery store for supplies, home, pack the car, remember the dog, go to the beach. Enjoy beach. ahhh…
Home, shower, change, head to E&D D’s house, MRB and two of his daughters were there when we arrived. We hung out, ate some food, watched MRB’s oldest daughter in a dance competition that was being live streamed, then got down to business.
Game night. We played a game that pitted weird wizards against each other. There were cards, points, dice, strategy, dead wizard cards, treasure cards, confusion and fun. Looking forward to the next time!
Home, chill, sleep.
Tomorrow’s a new day inn paradise.
Peaches Prattlings 