Great photo of the three of you, all three are radiating joy from your eyes that’s beautiful. Hooray you got in cocktail mix for to make merry. Caption.. I will just close my eyes for only a moment, just until I’m needed.
LOVE Luxardo cherries 🍒 and love your photo with your “aunties.” There may not have been a written plaque commemorating your attendance - instead, the beautiful, colorful pinwheel!
Caption - “mom’s back… no more McDonald’s with dad.”
Glad you got to see your ‘honorary Aunts’, celebrate at the baby shower, and explore your old haunts. I always do that when I go back to my childhood home, they say we never cross the same river twice but I still like the memories that bind me to my youth.
What a lovely weekend and Happy Mother's Day. The other day I remembered a GSD story to tell you. Back in the late 70s I worked a vet tech/manager of an animal ER part of a NYC vet practice on the upper East side. One night around 11 the bell rang and I opened the door and in walked an incredibly well dressed man in a cashmere polo coat carrying a large and very bloody GSD. The dog was hit by a car on the East River Dr and the man had his driver pull over and they picked up the dog and brought him to us. For the 2 weeks he was with us the man visited several times at night on his way home from work. On discharge he came, paid the bill and took him to his CT estate. The man was Leonard Bernstein.
I, too, spent the weekend in NYC celebrating the 4th birthdays (and Mothers Day with their mom) of beautiful twin girls. The party was Saturday with about 15 four year olds!)
“Sigh…..no one to throw my ball”.
Sounds like a heartwarming weekend. Happy Mother’s Day to you!
As for the caption “I am not looking at you, human, as you left me for the weekend and didn’t bring me back any presents”! 😜🫶🏼
Thank you, Ms. Riordan. Your family celebration sounded wonderful. Very glad your limping turkey has returned.
Me too. I’m very glad to see him back
Ha! Every five to ten years I go trace my walk to school too!
Nice post! I saw the rear view mirror trinket and mistook it for Sikh
It belonged to the driver, so I have no idea.
Turban?
Nope
It reminds me of !! Good context for me
I looked it up and my memory served me well it is their insignia !! The younger generations perhaps do not wear the old garb.
That was pure dog candy What a handsome!
Sounds like a lovely visit. I love the PJ party!
Caption: I’ve got my sad face on in the hope that you’ll never again leave me
Great photo of the three of you, all three are radiating joy from your eyes that’s beautiful. Hooray you got in cocktail mix for to make merry. Caption.. I will just close my eyes for only a moment, just until I’m needed.
I’m so glad you had a wonderful time. But, as Dorothy said, there’s no place like home.
"I miss my mom!"
LOVE Luxardo cherries 🍒 and love your photo with your “aunties.” There may not have been a written plaque commemorating your attendance - instead, the beautiful, colorful pinwheel!
Caption - “mom’s back… no more McDonald’s with dad.”
Momma's home, I'm at peace.
Glad you got to see your ‘honorary Aunts’, celebrate at the baby shower, and explore your old haunts. I always do that when I go back to my childhood home, they say we never cross the same river twice but I still like the memories that bind me to my youth.
What a lovely weekend and Happy Mother's Day. The other day I remembered a GSD story to tell you. Back in the late 70s I worked a vet tech/manager of an animal ER part of a NYC vet practice on the upper East side. One night around 11 the bell rang and I opened the door and in walked an incredibly well dressed man in a cashmere polo coat carrying a large and very bloody GSD. The dog was hit by a car on the East River Dr and the man had his driver pull over and they picked up the dog and brought him to us. For the 2 weeks he was with us the man visited several times at night on his way home from work. On discharge he came, paid the bill and took him to his CT estate. The man was Leonard Bernstein.
I have never admired Bernstein until now.
I can’t help but wonder why. One of the greatest American artists who has lived during our time…
Wonderful story.
My beloved cousin had the kind chefs trained in her assisted living facility to smuggle her a glass of wine under the table with dinner each evening …
Omg, I love that story showing the kindness of the maestro and the GSD’s new home!
A happy and lively reunion with Rose and Evelyn. They are a youthful and vibrant 95. Thanks for the maraschino cherry brand tip.
I, too, spent the weekend in NYC celebrating the 4th birthdays (and Mothers Day with their mom) of beautiful twin girls. The party was Saturday with about 15 four year olds!)
You must be tired!
I’m exhausted (and happy). The twins (and I) slept through the fireworks!