It’s been a LONG time since I’ve posted, so I’d like to say “sorry” (either for the hiatus or for coming back, depending on who you are). A lot has happened since I last talked to you about street weave. I’ll recap:
July 28: Heather, Emily, and I met up for brunch. Afterwards, we went for a walk that landed us in Union Square, where an extreme pogo stick competition took place. It was aptly called Pogopalooza, and it was incredible. Teenage boys (at least I hope so….if those were adults, it changes everything) bounced around recklessly on monstrous pogo sticks, while ACDC blared through the speakers and a commentator relayed their moves. He does a 180 into a Candy Bar. Flips into a Superbad! We’re talking moves. Don’t worry, they all wore helmets. And they only fell sometimes. They were all from Tennessee, and Iowa, and Nova Scotia. Nova Scotia! Because you can’t bounce around like that in New York City without being hit by a Citi Bike. It was the most fun I have ever had at a pogo stick competition, and you can share in the excitement here.
Aug 12: David and I departed for a South Carolina vacay. We saw Flo Rida at LGA, so that felt like an omen, but the trip actual went really well. We stayed in Beaufort, a cute seaside town near the Gullah Gullah Islands, where people were nice and not outwardly racist. This year’s American Idol winner, Candice Glover, is from Beaufort, as we learned from the posters in every store front, and that one billboard on the highway. They love Candice! We learned a lot about Gullah culture, and ate various types of fish, We went to beaches, and David got stung by a jellyfish (haha!). He still has the scar. On our last day, we went on a tour of Charleston. Throughout
the tour, our guide would burst into songs from Porgy and Bess. I’m not talking a line here or there, I’m talking full verses, into the chorus. Little did we know upon hopping aboard that he was a member of a local male singing group called the Choraleers, who sing the music from Porgy and Bess, and other black musicals. Their next show is September 20.
Aug 20: I had dinner with three of my friends. One of them is pregnant, another is engaged, and the other one and I are obviously losers.
Aug 23: David’s mom came to visit from the south. She told us family secrets, and about the people at home who died, and made oatmeal cookies. As a ‘thank you’ we took her to a movie about a woman in war torn Afghanistan whose husband is dying and who kind of becomes a prostitute. David and I loved it!
That about sums it up. There were some other things in there, but you get the idea. Now I feel ready to move forward with the blog regularly.