Monday, January 01, 2007

Year End Delights

A nice surprise to come home to: Elena has posted the birthday lunch video at her American Blogress site. All 57M of it! So, if you want to start your year off right, go check out Elena's cartoon debut on ESPN!

Albany really is Lebowski land: there's a giant bowling pin in someone's back yard by the Thruway, just north of the New Baltimore rest area.

Saturday we headed up to Saratoga for tenderloin (like buttah!) and hootenany with the Crispinus clan. Yummy food! Thanks, Krista and Dan. Kaity kept us entertained when she was not freaking poor Hamilton out. I now know four chords instead of three and everybody had fun playing the Hello Kitty guitar (how could they not?). It's colder up there -- more snow than the dusting we got. It was awfully chilly coming home.

We got up early the next morning to head down to the city to catch Julie Taymor's Magic Flute at the Met. The fabulous costumes were indeed gorgeous. All the kids (and not a few of the adults) emitted gasps of delight when the dragons first flew around the stage after curtain went up. The dancing bears were just wonderful (even Stephen Colbert would have to love these bears!) as were all the birds and the stunning costumes. It was great fun and an amazing spectacle.

Later as we stood waiting for a subway at Times Square, Gene noticed the signs saying there was no exit to the street for that day only -- how could we forget where we were? Just a few hours later (or perhaps, even then!) the streets would be crammed with thousands of celebrating folks (as it happened, we saw them later on tv). Of course, we were heading down to the Strand to see if there were any books that needed liberating. We headed back to Grand Central just in time to catch the 5.51 to Poughkeepsie (but not Robert's call).

We called Robert back and he invited us to stop by after the train got in. He was having dinner with Anna (another fabulous feast!) but there were some faboo leftovers for us when we got there. He even persuaded us to stay the night so we enjoyed some tasty Veuve Clicquot not having to drive that night. We ran upstairs just in time to catch the ball falling in Times Square on the tv, toasting one another as the new year began.

On the road back home this morning, I saw a raven, perched on the divider between the lanes on the Thruway. Good omen for the new year!


Cranky Yankee said...

I watched that whole birthday thing...

And am I really that loud?

C. Margery Kempe said...

Aw, Cheryl -- you're not loud. You just have a voice that carries! Distinctive, right?

Anonymous said...

A bad 80s song comes to mind at this point but i'll let the 2 of You...suffer with the idea of it ;P

C. Margery Kempe said...

What, you don't like Aimee Mann?!

Cranky Yankee said...

I think we both like the Ganggreen version better. :-)