"We're off to the Orchards, a magical place at the end of South Mountain Road, where time seems to have stood still.
Lunch at Dave's Bagels, a stop at the farm store, the pleasure of a South Mountain Road descent, and the Hudson bike path into Nyack.....until we finally have to ride home."
Some conversation snippets:
Friend: "C'mon, you can do 18 mph." Me: "Yeah, but not for 75 miles!" Friend: "So you're fast, but lazy." Me: "Hmm ..."
Me: *stretch, stretch* *grunt, grunt* *moan* Friend: "Do you stretch just so you can make those noises? = )
Last week, I went down to Philadelphia to visit my Little Sis'. She moved down there last August, and I still hadn't seen her new place.
In sum:
Dinner and drinks with her friends from work at The Black Sheep. - I haven't hung out with Office People in a while.
Brunch at Sabrina's Cafe. I had scrapple for the first time. - The waitress refused to tell me what it was until I had finished it. It seemed just like smushy sausage with a crispy outside.
A long walk up the Schuykill River, up to Boathouse Row. - We estimated it was about five miles.
Nap.
Spicy hot chocolate at the Naked Chocolate Cafe. - Thick to the point it nearly wasn't hot chocolate in the traditional sense. It had to be eaten with a spoon.
Sushi at Raw. - We ordered too much. And the spicy scallops were a bit too much for me to take.
Yesterday, a friend forwarded me this article criticizing the book club division of Scholastic at which I used to work. A children's advocacy group is protesting the clubs' sale of uneducational items such as, "jewelry, toys and makeup." (Items for which I wrote tens of purchase orders.) In the clubs' defense, a Scholastic VP explained, "We're losing kids' interest (in reading). We have to keep them engaged."
I can't imagine a childhood without books and reading. It's one of my favorite childhood memories.
I still remember my green and white Yonkers Public Library card with the metal plate in it.
I loved when the bookmobile would pull up in front of my building and even then thought it was an idea too good to be true. I also remember being told I was taking out too many books, heh-heh. Taking out science books and doing the experiments with my dad was also one of my favorite memories.