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...that's the name of the wine that we drank at City Winery. I thought that was pretty darned clever.
About a year ago, I pondered our Marc Cohn groupie status. It seems like the guy is always "touring" (if you can call it that), and since he's from New York, he plays a lot of venues close-by. Lucky us.
Last night's venue was, perhaps, the coolest ever (or neck-and-neck with FTC Fairfield Theatre Co.). City Winery is a real, working winery located in the heart of SoHo on Varrick Street. It's a tapas restaurant and wine bar with restaurant-type seating. Admittedly, we decided to go at the very last minute, so we had just about the worst seats in the place -- and even then they were still great!
Here's an old favorite:
Love that guy...even on an "off" night!
Two years ago, we learned to mush a dog sled. We took a week vacation in Quebec City, and part of that was a "trip to the country" that involved a sled-driving lesson. It was one of the most physically demanding things I've ever done.
Among other things, I was frustrated about the fact that the dogs understood French -- it made them seem very sophisticated. So we had to speak French to command them.
In any case, it was a "bucket list" kind of afternoon.
Fast forward to 2012. We decide, again, to attend Winter Carnival in Canada (most people would head South at this time of year). So we're looking at the schedule of events when we realize that we can take a piloted dog sled ride along the St. Lawrence River -- no work involved. Sign me up!
Here's the video of the first few seconds of the ride:
The key differences on this trip: bright sunshine, warm (?) temperatures, and a chance to sit back and enjoy the ride! Some of life's greatest pleasures!
When I was a college student, my dad started sending me flowers for my birthday. At first, it was a giant pom pom mum with pipe cleaner eyes and a pipe cleaner smile (an innovative FTD creation of the 80s, I'm sure).
On my 21st birthday, he got all "fancy" and sent me 21 roses. And every year thereafter, I enjoyed roses for my birthday -- one for each year. I've always enjoyed those, despite a few "glitches" over the years (miscounted roses, missed deliveies due to business travel, frostbitten flowers in January). There's something to be said about getting a cheerful boquet of blooms in the dead of winter. The best! Dad also sends Mom flowers on my birthday, too. She did all the hard work, after all!
A couple of years ago, I asked Dad to hold back on the roses. With my advancing age, it was getting to be pretty expensive and it was starting to look like a funeral home in here! All that said, I usually don't "expect" too much on my birthday. When you're within a month of Christmas, the gift thing tends to blend all together anyway.
Birthday 2012: Todd and I went away for the weekend, and I thought that was my gift. It was COLD in Montreal -- the site of our getaway -- but exactly everything I LOVE! And then. The gift.
Inside a carefully selected greeting card was a neatly folded e-mail receipt. The receipt was for the best gift. Ever. (...all due respect for the blooms, dad). For my birthday, Todd made a contribution to the Carla Fischer '87 Endowed Scholarship Fund at Syracuse University. It's a gift that means the world to me and will help make a difference for someone else, too. It touched me like no other gift in a long, long time. That, and the fact that he bought me my own personal DVD of "The Express" made for a pretty special birthday.
We still have a long way to go to meet our $50,000 goal, but honoring my mission on my birthday is a step in the best direction.
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