My mother has just visited and the best part (more strange) was …
… I violently get sick (I will save you the bloody details!) On Sunday night and brought me water and medicine and a very, very cold wipe for my forehead and called her “mom” and remembered how good it feels to be careful as a child.
We also saw this perfect dressing table. When I last renewed my dishes, the boys wanted me to make an infrizan (“Infinite Rizz”), but I felt that people would be confused if they were rolled by our side and see a middle -aged mother driving her VW Sport wagon.
My sister also came to New York to see Andrew Scott on Uncle Vanya! He played the eight characters and even had a kiss scene where he played both people. She said she was miraculous. Interestingly, the falling in my sister’s celebrity is not Andrew Scott (“His beautiful neck!”) But Anton Chekhov, the Russian playwright who wrote Uncle Vanya and a series of brutally depressing works. Hey, she knows what she likes!
My friend became a birthday party this weekend and when Harry met Sally he was playing, silenced, deep down. Isn’t it a fun touch?
What have you been doing lately? How are people’s gardens? Share below, if you wish … xoxoxo
PD 10 fun things that I have noticed in Brooklyn, and at my 46th birthday party with a lot of chocolate mousse.
