Free time

Most dogs including the saintly Miss Murray will eat anything that hits the floor. There are very few exceptions to that rule but apparently Peas are it. I was flying around the kitchen this afternoon enjoying the sounds of solitude in the apartment and feeling very virtuous because I had yet again stacked the dish washer perfectly. Who, after all, could load the thing better than I? I try and give directions to the lessser folks in my house but they never do it exactly right. You get the drift. I was on a high. And that's when I dropped an entire unclosed -- by whom I ask -- un ziploc bag of peas. And Miss Murray was strictly no help at all. They are still on the floor right now. Well, that's just to give her a chance to make up for ignoring them the first go round. But blissfully I have no one here, that would be the teenager in residenced, to comment on how clumsy I am.

Free lord. I am free of the commentators and teenage critic in my life. If you are reading this now, oh family mine, I will be so happy when you come home but come on let me enjoy the sounds of silence. Arnie took Kate to see Sherlock Holmes and then to soccer. And I have decided to stay unbathed and live in my sweats. I am invisible. I am alone for, dare I say it out loud....5 hours.

This past week roared into the weekend and on Friday night as I was rushing downtown on the subway to meet up with friends for an unusual safari into Brooklyn, I was also negotiating a contract for a very popular TV show to come into the Museum and film. Good thing that I paid attention to texting a few months ago. So I arrived at our friend's house still talking on phone. I'm sure I have delusions of being a mogul. My only question: Where's the beef?


Off to Brooklyn to a very nice restaurant and a great evening that everyone enjoyed until we all acknowledged that we were green with fatigue. We dropped Anne and
Steve off at their house and went home to a house without Kate who was at their house for a sleepover that was apparently a huge success from her point of view. She had a great time. I now know that Anne and Steve arrived home to find their two girls and Kate radiant in red, blue and green paint after a pretty extensive paint fight. Into the showers. And then they got to sleep around midnight. Home for Kate's chinese lesson in the morning.. I made a Minestrone soup and then in the afternoon we all went to see Avatar. 4 Stars all round. Until I tried to make the walk home a teachable moment and asked kate if she could think of another situation where corporate or government interests compromised indigenous populations. I got nowhere with that.

And now here I am with time to read my new book after dutifully reading her Percy Jackson book,The Lighting Thief, which is a good story, a great way to teach kids about Greek mythology and it's going to be a good movie...opening soon. But enough about that.