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Stop me if I’m repeating myself . . .

It seems like everyone around me is repeating the same stories over and over again. So many times I want to cut in and say, “Stop, stop, stop, you told me already!” But I don’t — I listen and realize that even though I heard this already I don’t remember how it ends. It’s like watching “Law and Order” over and over again and each time never quite remembering who did it.

As I write this the “Law and Order BINGE-A-THON” is on TV. Yeah, I remember this one. I remember all of them. I remember, I remember, until I don’t. Sometimes I wonder what’s happening to me. Should I be concerned? Is it an age thing? I can’t even remember the title of the book I just read. Should I be concerned? But then I take a step back and realize that I’ve always been like this. Should I be concerned?

The three of us at the table.

The three of us at the table.

Picture this: Three of us sitting at the table. And Thera, says, “I love the part in the book where … blah, blah, blah.” And I’m sitting there nodding my head thinking, “Really? Did we read the same book? How does she remember the scene in such detail. Yes, there was an old guy and a mountain (nod, nod, nod.) All the while Drew is futzing with the music — And he chimes in, “I love this song. She’s great in concert. Remember? We had great seats and the sound was so clean.” (Nod, nod, nod.) Who is this? Was I at this concert? Drew did mention seats . . . click, cick, click goes my brain — great seats? He didn’t mention food. But still, it could be City Winery. (Nod, nod, nod.)

And the book — let me look it up — “The 100-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out the Window,” by Jonas Jonasson recommended by Marcia, marcia, marcia . . . please, stop me if I’m repeating myself.

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Even Better Than Last Year

Last year I found the perfect Valentine’s Day card for Drew (see February 15, 2011 post)

This year I received the best ever Valentine’s Day gift from my drew:

best gift ever!

Drew and I met the girls in the city and we did some happy hour drinking. First stop was Cafe Mogadar — 2 free appetizers with every drink. I ordered what should have been safe: beets with feta and onions and an order of olives. I ate an olive and felt a little itch. Can’t believe they sprinkled sesame seeds on the olives. (And yes, I did mention my allergies.) I’m pretty sure the olive I put in my mouth didn’t have any seeds on it. I broke out in a sweat, pushed the plate away, and managed to stay alive. Next stop: ten degrees bar where they served 2-for-1 drinks til 8. Nik’s Moscow Mule (Kettle One & Ginger Beer on the rocks … good one.)

Left the girls there to finish off the drinks and have dinner on us and off we went to City Winery to see Richard Thompson  — good food, good music — great place.

The chocolate roach came in the mail a few days later. I sent a picture to Rachel.

me: maybe I should save the roach for a family dessert.

Rachel: Ahhh wait a real choc covered one!? So they killed it!?

Can’t wait to visit my little Max at the Bronx Zoo! Wonder if I have to pay admission?

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