The Other Day

The Separate Room

This phone photograph was taken at Cafe Select, one of my favorite places to go for a delicious croque madame. In the many times I've been there, I had never sat in the back (of the restaurant). People watching through the window while having lunch is one of my favorite things to do... Well, anyway, that day I did and noticed this tiny separate room. For some reason it brought me a feeling of isolation, solitude and loneliness. Then I thought, maybe living in NYC has made me fearful of not being surrounded by people and action all the time? After all, NYC did make my feet grow an inch and become one of those who get car sick (I figure, since I don't drive at all anymore, anytime I get in a taxi, my body doesn't know what to make of all the sudden breaks.). NYC has major powers over me, I swear.
Then, a father and his three kids walked in the restaurant and were led to the separate room. The kids were ecstatic! Jumped up and down, high fived each other and smiled like kings. They were absolutely delighted to be "chosen" to enjoy their meals in the private, VIP, tiny, separate room...
And just like that, the feeling of isolation, solitude and loneliness was gone.

For Mother's Day...

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New projects...

Currently working on new projects for BDB. There will be some changes here and there, new designs (of course) and much much more BDB items available to you.

$1 Lemonade! $1 Lemonade!

How cute is that? As we were walking the dogs yesterday, we bumped into these two adorable kids selling lemonade on the street. I had never seen this in NYC...

Sunny Sunday

April 26th

2:47pm
91℉
Bailey status:
"please... take... me... home... it's... too... hot."

To Primos with strong statements

Portuguese to English: Primo (pree-mo) = Boy cousin, Prima (pree-mah)= Girl cousin

Yuree & Re Jin at a very young age.

Yuree & Re Jin - still - at a very young age.

Yuree & Re Jin - n e e d s a better and up to date photograph together.

There are some things people say that for some reason make an impression on you. For example, long long time ago, my friend stopped me as I was putting on my socks and shoes. Ok, let me try to explain this better. Up until then, I always put socks first (left and right, not necessarely in that order) and then shoes. She argued: That doesn't make sense. You put the sock on one foot then the shoe, THEN the other foot, sock and shoe. Why lift each foot twice?
- Did I explain this well? -
Anyway, til this day, I put sock then shoe - left, sock then shoe - rigth.
It annoys me, but I still do it. If I try to break that cycle, her voice pops in my head.

My "primo" (yes, boy primo, we're girls, but we call each other primo.) once said to me (many many years ago I was prob 15 and she was 11...),
"I dislike the combination: black and white, it's tacky." Strong statement for a kid.
That made a huge impression on me.
I LOVED black and white combination, still do... Most my clothes were/are all black and white.
It didn't change my ways, like the "sock then shoe", however, til this day, when I'm drawing with my black markers on white paper, or dressing up, her voice pops in my head.

Miss you, primo!