Child Proof Weekend

Kate apparently has enough charm to be invited away for a 2 night sleepover and we were left behind at home to rocket around at will. I had such a bad cold that I could think about nothing all day except putting on PJ and sweat socks and cuddling in bed with a year's supply of Kleenex. Which I did. So that the next morning I was almost fresh as a daisy and able to go out to Central Park with Miss Murray, take a nap and then do the New York thing. Arnie and I went down to Soho for lunch in what I call my kind of restaurant. Simple french food. I had steak frites and a glass of red wine. Restorative value -- almost -- of a trip to France. I am so over Italian restaurants because I care nothing about pasta and over chinese restaurants because I just dont care. These french are my people and their food is devine. Then we went out to West Broadway to pass amongst them. All of them. Had some earrings fixed and then went to the movies and saw The Last Station about Tolstoy. The movie was good but I'm still not motivated to run out and start reading War and Peace.

Kate came home on Sunday with the spoils of her weekend which were considerable. Lots of clothes, candy, cocoa puffs and a viewing of the film It's complicated which I had refused to allow her to see for any of the following reasons: too adult, too sexy, to much frontal nudity, too adult themes. you get it. But she said she got it too!