Delightful

What a delightful holiday weekend. Too bad I had a few bitchy people who feel they need to spew their unnecessary bullshit in emails.

Anyways, Wednesday night we feasted on lomo and chorizo (the cut of steak not the sausage) at Chimichurri Grill, a lovely little Argentinian restaurant on 9th Avenue in midtown with Francea, Chris and a brilliant gentleman who owns a production company. This clever clever man came up with a name for my business. Get Red PR. The domain is AreYouRed.com. For those who have seen my logo artwork so far, it makes such beautiful sense. I'm thrilled and Lewis Creative is completing the logo.

After our rare steaks and hearty Malbec, we went to see the Macy's Day floats get blown up, but we were too late. So off to a bar on Broadway for a couple of beers. It was too packed for my taste, but it was a good time.

Thursday we got to sleep in and be lazy. We headed off to Dan's Aunt Binky and Uncle Ari's house for the T-Day feast. I passed out on the couch very shortly after my meal. I got to see Baby Sophia - a beauty - and she just confirmed my need to reproduce sooner rather than later.

We watched a few movies that night - Night At the Museum and started to watch All the Little Animals with the brilliant Christian Bale. He's a teen in the movie.

Friday is a bit of a blur. I recall going to Marshalls where I got some egg nog coffee. I recall my office phone starting to ring at 9:30 and feeling forced to wake. I recall working until 1:30 on my day off. We hit a wonderful restaurant on 21st Avenue in Astoria on Friday night called S'AGAPO. We thought it was a tavern, but it was (of course!) a Greek restaurant. I had lamb fricassee (sp?) with artichokes; It was the BEST lamb I ever had. The staff were friendly and professional, but the price was a little higher than our regular greek place, Uncle George's.

I can't for the life of me remember what I did the rest of the night.

Saturday we hit Bloomingdale's outlet in Elmsford and bought a nightstand, which was marked down from about $650 to $99. Yeah, it's scratched up, but a runner will cover that shit right up. We also hit Syms in Elmsford, a most unusual place. I got some tights, pantyhose and a remarkable emerald green sweater marked down from $150 to $40. I can't remember who the designer is right now. We also hit TJ Maxx on Central Avenue for some lamps for the library.

That evening we went to Sean's house for steaks & risotta washed down with a few bottles of wine. We watched Ratatoille and Layer Cake (yummy Daniel Craig) on his million dollar high-def TV. Layer Cake was one of those movies that I always missed - glad I finally got to see it - fucking brilliant.

I didn't sleep Saturday night and Sunday I woke up with a sore throat. By the time I crawled into bed at 2:30, my throat was raw and voice raspy. It didn't help that me Brittany and Shannon had two bottles of wine at home and three drinks at the bar. Dan and I organized the library a bit better and prepared for our guests. I felt lousy and didn't think I would make it through the night, but good company is a wonderful remedy and by the time we hit Joe Shanghai's for dinner in Chinatown, I was in wonderful spirits. Brittany got to experience the craziness of Chinatown and she purchased her first knock off - Dolce & Gabbana. Good girl. After the girls shopped themselves out, we headed back to Astoria where we drank a bottle of Cab then went off to the Beer Garden - WHICH WAS FUCKING CLOSED. So we went across the street to Sparrow, which was small, dark and just fucking perfect. We caught up on gossip and drank ourselves silly. Back home we rapped some more (Brittany's great-grandmother recently had her stomach pumped for drinking a whole bottle of tequilla) and drank more. I finally had to put myself to bed. Tossed and turned most of the night and started working by 9:30.

The monday after a holiday sucks.