Showing posts with label Anna. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Anna. Show all posts

February 22, 2011

The wrong keys

Yes, it truly is no fun running out of the apartment after 1:00 am with the wrong keys.  Once upon a time, a long time ago, even before cell phones, I took one of my former dogs out for his late night walk, a bit later than usual, around 1:30.  It wasn’t until I got back to the outer door, that I realized that I had my car keys, no wallet and not even a quarter in my pocket. It was midweek.  I went outside and checked to see which apartments had lights on so I could get someone to buzz me in. Now it was a little after 2:00.  All the lights were out.  All I had was my dog and my car keys.

Well I had one safe haven left to me, my car.  Luckily the remote to the building’s garage was with my car keys.  I got in, walked down to the sub basement level of the garage imagining that the murderer/rapist was hiding somewhere waiting for an unsuspecting woman to walk in alone.  I made it to my car, jumped in with my dog, locked the doors and put the car seat back as far as it would go.  That way the murderer/rapist would not be able to see me in my car.

Luckily, my best talent is that I can sleep, no matter where, no matter what.  I shut my eyes.  The next minute the clock said 7:30.  I joyfully walked back up the back up the ramps, thankful that I had survived, and hoping the doorman wouldn’t see me coming out of the garage.  He didn’t.  He just said “early walk?” as we rushed past him.

So I totally understood Claire’s situation.  I was just sorry that she didn’t have a garage she could have gone to.


February 16, 2011

Goings and Comings

Meredith and Ruby left on January 28, not to return again until Feb 10 and 12.  Claire and I are at opposite ends of the apartment, my room /office is next the room where Ruby and Meredith stay, Claire's room is closest to the front door.  Since "Nature abhors a vacuum", I figured that I should have my high school friend PJMGGW come to visit.  W is her married name.


PJMGGW hadn't been to visit me since I had the whole apartment totally redone, from the cement below the "textured" plaster built back up by re-plastering, re-priming and painting.  This also included totally gutting the bathrooms and the kitchen and refinishing the floors.  It took several years since I was living and working here through it all.  And it included a respite of about a year in the middle for a bit of R & R, peace and quiet, and time off from plaster dust.


Actually PJMGG and I went to Paris 2 years ago in January when there is a Lingerie Trade Show that I attend. in addition to one in September over Labor Day weekend. However, being an independent Sales Agent for an Italian textile company, means that I get to pay my own way for everything, no expense account.  So getting myself to Europe twice a year, is not all bad, but it certainly requires, having spent a bundle on the airfare, that I take at least a week to enjoy myself somewhere in Europe.  P and I decided to stay in Paris for the week.


P is from southern California.  I told her that she MUST get a full length down coat because Paris in January is not at all like "April in Paris".  Sometimes it is rainy and cold; often it is frigid and snowy.  That year it was BEAUTIFUL, sunny and in the 50"s every day.  Why on earth did she need a full length down coat, she wondered.  She needed it so that when she came to visit me this year in New York, she would be warm.


So I decided to take a few days off to be a tourist.  Generally, we just had a leisurely breakfast after I took Mr J (the dog) to the Park for his morning off leash run-around with his friends from 8 to 9.  Just the way that one becomes friends with the parents of your kids’ friends, dog owners become friends with the owners of their dog's friends.  Mr. J has 5 special friends, but the whole gang is about 12 to 15 dogs (with their owners) who gather just past the Tennis Center in Central Park in the mornings. 


So PJMGG and I would have a leisurely breakfast and discuss everything important in our lives, and the lives of everyone we know and world events.  That takes a while.  Then we decide what to do that day and get out shortly before noon.  First day was Eataly, a play on words, but a perfect name.  It is a huge Italian food emporium that also incorporates 5 restaurants within.  The Dorm has to visit!  We bought food for later and for the dinner party that PJMGG was fixing for her friends J and J on Sunday.  Next we went to Uniqlo, a Japanese manufacturer of clothing and retail stores.  Only one store in the US tho, in SoHo.  She bought a fleece zip-front lightweight jacket.  Just happened to be the exact one I had bought the week before.  We decided NOT to wear them when we are together. 


The following days included lunch at Yonah Schimmel’s Knish Bakery on the Lower East Side prior to a tour of a tenement, much better than it sounds.  Dinner with B, on the Upper West Side, the Fantasticks, the longest running musical in history, over 50 years, the Metropolitan Museum and a free tour, PJMGG fixing dinner for J and J, and dinner in Chinatown with JA.  We got a lot done in 4 days. 


PJMGG left on Tuesday and Meredith arrived on Thursday with her 20 something daughter L.  L is named after my daughter L.   My L is taller and older, thus, big L.  Little L is working in Aspen for the winter and planning on staying there through the summer to work 2 jobs and save up for finishing college in Colorado.  Not a bad plan!  She could easily have a singing /acting career.  One never knows.


Saturday Ruby returned to the Dorm and we were complete once more.  Meredith fixed her Mushroom, Pesto Pasta that we all love, and I fixed a whatever-is-in-the-frig salad.  There was wine before dinner, wine with dinner and wine after dinner, I think.  Little L twirled Vanilla ice cream and Raspberry sorbet together for desert.  We eat so well!


L went back to Aspen for a Valentine dinner with a friend.  The dorm was joined by 2 other New Yorkers for a Valentine’s day dinner out on the Upper West Side.  It was “If you can’t be with the one you love, love the one(s) you’re with”, which we did.  It was a great evening with great food, great wine (thanks to Ruby) and great camaraderie.


--Anna

February 13, 2011

The Igloo

2/4/11

OMG   It is 11:54 pm and Claire is going to Brooklyn….to an igloo.  There are igloos in Brooklyn?? Maybe in Prospect Park?  This is supposed to be in someone's yard, I think.  There are yards in Brooklyn.  Well, It IS winter and it IS 32 degrees right now.  She’d better hurry, before it melts.  I’m sure it won’t melt during the night.  She said that she won’t be staying in the igloo over night..  That’s good!

My experience with 20-somethings, is that going out on the weekend STARTS at 11:00pm, at the earliest....  For me, going out on the weekend usually ENDS around 11:00.  When did I become part of the older generation?  I think it crept up gradually.  Not that I'm old....  I just don't go out at 11:00.

Anna

February 2, 2011

It wasn't always The Dorm


Well, it wasn’t always the dorm.  But it is now.  It just sort of happened.  Like the financial downturn just sort of happened.  Except this is much better than the down turn, and the down turn had something to do with it.

Actually for many years the Dorm was the home for me and my 2 kids.   But the kids grew up and moved into their own homes.  I love New York and I stayed here with my cats and dog.  There were 2 extra bedrooms.  One became my office and the third bedroom became the guest room for my friends who liked to visit New York City.
More recently the guest room became a room rented out to young people who were Medical students, in NYC as part of their rotation, graduate students, or recent college graduates here in the city for their first job.  The renters and I shared the Living Room, Dining Room and Kitchen and we each had our own bedroom and bathroom.  But that wasn’t the Dorm.

OK, so I’m and independent Sales Agent for a few Italian textile companies and I have been working out of my home for about 15 years now.  Before that I had an office in midtown, in the Lingerie district on Madison Avenue in the 30’s.  So once my kids moved out, I figured that I didn’t need to pay that kind of rent for an office since I had 2 empty rooms at home.  Being self employed is great when the money is gushing in.  It is not so great when the money trickles in.

During the leaner years, I rented out the Guest room.  Then it started getting even leaner because Asia was producing some of the commodity fabrics at much lower prices.  The exchange rate between the Euro and the US dollar made the dollar worth less and the fabrics I was selling, cost more.  And then there was the economic downturn beginning in 2006/2007.  I wasn’t quite ready to sell my great apartment, so I rented out the Guest room as a source of additional income. 

Originally my nephew rented the room during Medical School while he was on rotation.  Then there were a few other female friends of his from Medical School.  My nephew was the only young man who was a renter.  I really liked having him here, but as far as renting to strangers, it had to be women from that time on.  Then there was a wonderful graduate from Northwestern who was doing her 2 year stint with Teach for America. She was a friend of my friend’s daughter.  So far, all referrals. 

Next came Craig’s List.  I wanted to attract someone responsible, independent, relatively quiet and in their 20’s.  So I advertised that a young Grandma wanted to rent a room in a big Upper West Side apartment to a student or recent graduate.  I figured anyone who was willing to share an apartment with a Grandma would be the person I was looking for.  Well, I am a grandma, but I am not old.  I mean I’m not 30, but I’m pretty young at heart, I’m pretty easy to get along with and I’m moderately pretty.  So, not the old Grandma type.  It worked. 

First there was the young woman from Iowa (perfect) who was taking a year off after her freshman year, to decide if she was interested in the fashion industry.  She had a 9 month internship with a sportswear company.  After 9 months it was back to Craig’s List.  Then I found Claire.  She was a graduate from the University of Tennessee, who was enrolled in a one year graduate program in Fashion Design at Parson’s.  I checked out her references and everyone thought she was exceptional.  They weren’t wrong.

In the meantime I had been talking to Meredith, who I have known for years, but more about that later.  She had been running a division of a garment company located in Texas that had gone under.  There were prospects of starting a new company under the auspices of a large corporation located in New York.  She didn’t want to move her family to the New York area without knowing how this new venture would work out.  So she needed a place to stay that was less expensive than renting an apartment.  My guest room would be perfect.  But nothing was finalized yet, and it probably would take several weeks.  Claire was ready to move right in.

Sooooo, I bought a sofa bed, moved into my office, gave my room and en suite bathroom to Claire.  The Guest room would be for Meredith if that worked out.  If not, well, there is always Craig’s List.

Claire is great.  She is tall, slim, looks like a model, has a good sense of humor and has a southern way about her.  She has a wonderful way with clothes.  She moved in with even more clothes and stuff than I had moved out of my room.  Wasn’t she supposed to be here for only a year?  It looked like it was a permanent move to me.  That would be OK, we just hadn’t discussed that.  We’ll see.

Merideith and I kept talking.  She would come for a day or 2 while negotiations and meetings were going on.  Surely this was going to work out, but what was taking so long for the final arrangements to be made?  Meredith was ready and anxious to get started.  A few weeks turned into months.  Yeah, finally, it was going to happen.  Meredith was going to move in.  But it wasn’t Meredith.  It was Meredith and Ruby.  Well, OK, two for the price of one.  But neither of them would be here full time, just both of them here part of the time.  So it was sort-of one to one after all.

It was doubly (pun intended) OK because I had known Ruby almost as long as I had known Meredith.  More about that too.  The Guest room, as it was, could sleep 5, so there was plenty of room.  The 3 of us would be sharing one bathroom.  Now I’m really glad that I decided I would only rent to women.

Originally, my kids shared what is now the Guest room.  When we moved in they were 2 and 3.  I asked friends who had a construction company to design a room for the 2 of them.  There were 2 bunk beds, joined by a drawbridge on the upper level.  Each kid could draw up their half of the bridge if she/he wanted to keep the other out.  Good idea.  My son liked the bunk bed idea, so he slept up, and there was a built in desk beneath his bed.  My daughter wanted to stay grounded, so her upper level was a play loft.  Then there were book cases and chests of drawers that separated their halves of the room.

Now the 2 upper bunks are still there, one twin bed and a queen size bed where the desk had been.  That adds up to 5.  Meredith has the queen size bed and Ruby has the twin.  Is there some significance to that?  Anyway, I’m not planning on filling the other spaces, right now.

So we have 3 experienced (in every way possible) ladies and one young southern lady living together.  How was this going to work?  We are all pretty congenial, luckily.  As far as food is concerned, Claire is a vegetarian, but we don’t hold that against her.  Meredith and Ruby and I eat just about everything, and Ruby is definitely a carnivore.  She needs meat.  At first we sort of cooked for ourselves.  Claire moved in first, so sometimes I would fix vegetarian meals, I always have, and we would share a few dinners.  When Meredith and Ruby moved in, the 3 of us took turns cooking carnivorous meals and Claire would fix something veggie and we’d eat together if it worked out that we were all at home at the same time.

Meredith is a wonderful cook, we all are, really, but Meredith is special in that she can cook a full delicious dinner in 2 and a half minutes.  I don’t know how she does it.  She thinks fast, she works fast and she cooks fast.  The rest of us are normal.


Ruby just e-mailed and asked what my definition of normal is.  It depends upon the situation.  In this situation, normal is human, Meredith is super-human.


--Anna