It’s so hot the pigs are sweating. No I don’t have any pigs or know where any are but….So hot pigs are sweating is an expression M the male owner of the house I’m living in uses. I find it funny and am not above thievery–he said he didn’t care about credit.
Yesterday evening I was walking into town and passed a teen rock service at the mega church. There was a cook out and the music was decent. I would have gone but I haven’t been a teen in many a decade. I’m Jewish. I was on my way to a mani/pedi appointment in a place that’s worth going just for the message chairs which can cure anything. They have Opi nail polish. North Myrtle is very civilized.
This town is beginning to remind me of a continous episode of Friday Night Lights the best show on TV that will be back due to a very strange deal.
I hesitate to say what happened next as it sounds not American, 2008 but what the hey. I came home to find out that my brokers had rejected an all cash offer for me as I won’t go below a certain price. My brokers believe as I do that my apartment is a worthy commodity.
I do miss New York but between my friends and sister I can go back every two or three months and always have a place to mooch off stay.
What happens if I don’t get another offer by the end of August–the time I have allotted to this? I go to Plan B and beg the coop board to let me rent out the apartment for two years. I beg extremely well. If Plan B doesn’t work I have a Plan C: move home, find an office as I absolutely can’t stay in that apartment during the day, and continue to bitch about it.
However I feel that Plan A was a good plan; and I didn’t time it too late but too early. Now people are going to wonder why they want to spend 900K on a one bedroom when for less they can get slightly less but a great apartment, prestige address and I will make a book of every restaurant, diner, take out place and food store on the Upper West Side with copious notes on each. For example you want to order waffles from one diner but not oatmeal and oatmeal from another but not waffles. Yes I order oatmeal. I do prefer to make it myself or go to Sarabeth’s, but diners are uncomplicated. Diners make the food quickly; diners are like Chinese restaurants, the delivery is quick and uncomplicated.
I will be in New York from June 20-30th for doctors and dentist appointments, a high school graduation, a visit with a thirteen year old before she goes to camp and her parents and to see many friends. I have two hours open on Thursday afternoon if anybody cares.
I will make a list of all the restaurants I go to with notes and websites. I just looked at Sarabeth’s and had no idea she has a restaurant in Key West. My mother knew her mother. This isn’t really newsworthy. My mother seemed to know everybody’s mother in New York
She was truly interested in people and they would find themselves telling her their life story. I have often wondered when she would meet the mother of so and so how she felt having such unfamous children. She would tell us how wonderful we were and how nobody else had children who were so fascinating and good to their mother.
Have I mentioned that my completely reality based mother was delusional when it came to me? I don’t think I’m supposed to publicly state that however…
She always said my day would come. I think I’m beginning to believe her.
And I’m still on an Obama high.
Jun
05
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If you always knew you had problems, and had to figure out what they were on your own as medical science wasn't ready for you, when you found out the name of your problems and more about them, would you rush to say you're disabled?
Would you reframe your life story?
Or try to keep it as honest and true to your memories as you could?
I'm writing a memoir, and taking the later road as my life has always been interesting and fun.
I had the longest youth in America. It lasted from the late 60's through the 80's.
My "disability" non verbal learning disorder (NLD) is invisible.
So people think I should have been super successful and made mega bucks.
Success to me can be as small as getting the side bar of my blog to work. And as big as I can dream!
Self-Promotion
You sound happy to me even if your place hasn’t sold yet.
Only you would have a plan b on this.
i wann say the same thing as cooper,, your spirits sound unusually high,, and i am thrilled to hear that.. if obama is all it takes i hope he wins just so you can stay this happy…..
I suppose it’s ok to point out that the only pigs that sweat are the human variety, and not the little pink ones found on farms that go “oink,” right?
Part of the best thing about having friends/family in other places is to have a place to stay. I’m sure they’ll be taking advantage of the gorgeousness that is Myrtle Beach and staying with you: you might as well do the same.
Here’s one to throw back: It’s hotter’n a twin-peckered billy goat.
As I tell Tali when I effusively praise something she’s done and she rolls her eyes, I say “Excuse me, that’s just my motherly pride getting in the way.” You were that and more for you Mom – mother’s see things in their children that nobody else does.
Two hours Thursday – Starbucks?
As I tell Tali when I effusively praise something she’s done and she rolls her eyes, “Excuse me, that’s just my motherly pride getting in the way.” You were that and more for you Mom – mothers don’t lie.
Two hours Thursday – Starbucks?
Pia,
Been so hot here in Houston lately that the trees have begun chasing the dogs. Anyway, I see I’m not the only one who’s moved recently. Myrtle Beach certainly is quite a change from New York, as was for me when I moved from Belfast, ME to Houston.
Hope your apartment sells soon,
Scot
I hope plan A or B works out–I’ll be back down that way in November and hopefully have more time than I did last week when I was in NC, enjoying the beach but also checking up on my mother who has slipped quite a bit since I saw her in November. It was hot–enjoy the beach, act like a teenager
http://hummingbunny.wordpress.com/2008/06/10/racism-and-the-election/
Hi Pia, saw your comment on Anthony’s blog and have to disagree. I think the majority of Americans are racist and will vote for McCain instead of Obama for president.