My weekend continues....



Ok, so it's now Friday, I've gotten 4 hours of sleep in 1 hour bursts. I'm ready to cave in. It's 11:30 and Rys calls me to see how I am. I can barely walk to the phone, my right leg, knee, calf, and achilles is swollen. I let the answering machine pick up, but it's all screwy, so I call back.

We chat and I ask about Robert's birthday. She says Jerome and him will be staying in CT due to no power. I reach for anti-inflammatory pills for my aching leg and make the immediate decision to stay in bed as long as I can. My super fixed the light fixture, but irony of ironies, he couldn't see if it was on due to the power failure. I limp over and try to log onto my Mac, to see who's online. I get in touch with my boss in NJ, and check up on the people in my office. We inadvertently got a day off from work. Robert was not online, and my connection kept dropping. Marie from the Bronx got in touch with me and her family's house near Flatbush Ave. burst into flames since people were looting and throwing things. The entire 2nd floor was destroyed. I logged off after 20 minutes and went to bed.



The throbbing in my right leg was horrible, so I lay down on my bed with my legs facing 'up' on the wall to release the blood flow. I spent the next few hours drifting in and out of sleep. Robert's birthday is obviously up in the air, Marie and I won't be going out to the new Moroccan place we talked about, and Rys is stuck with no power. Andrew and Antoinella didn't call me back, so I didn't know what was up with them. RD in Jersey got stuck at the casino where he works, so no word from him. All in all a shit day, and I could barely stand up.



Finally, my phone rang again. I hobbled in time to click off the machine. It was my redhead! He asked how I was and what was I doing. I told him my 11 1/2 mile ordeal through 2 boroughs and he nearly dropped the phone. "I'm coming to see you," he says. I reply that he's crazy and I'm in no shape, but he insisted. So, at 8:30 pm, we venture outside. I limp down my stairs, but my Aleve kicked in. We began circling various places in Bay Ridge, but a lot of places are still closed. He told me he was working in Park Slope with a client the other day, and there were a few restaurants he wanted to try. Some were crowded, but most weren't. We passed by Tutta Pasta, and I thought 'Well, Robert probably won't be here, he's stuck in CT." However, we went in the back and there he was! A great surprise! Now I felt better. I only have his cell and his IM at home, so no home number (that's on a post-it tagged to my PC at work), but this was great. I got to see everyone and introduce them to my redhead! They had finished dinner and were working on what looked like bananas foster, so my redhead and I took a table and tried to be unobtrusive. I filled in the names and stories of the group involved for my curly cutie. They came over, said goodbye and it was really a nice treat. Despite my pain and swelling, I had a great date, got to see my friend on his birthday,and salvaged a pretty rotten (not to mention physically painful) day. A good time was had by all.



(And my answering machine and cable box are working again today, so now I'm happy happy!)