Mon Aug 19, 2002 -
So today I was up pretty early and worked my ass off for most of the day. Yes it does happen, not very often, but sometimes.
I had a lot of web amendments for the theatre web site, so basically got on with that.
Also got a lot of email's from the girls and other various friends today, including one from Candy regarding hitting balls at Chelsea Piers this coming Thursday. Don't think that's going to happen to be honest but it was nice of her to ask. Oh god that reminds me, it's Jackie's birthday on Wednesday, can't go though, out with Al and Benita.
Also I think Aphrodite and Mary Anne now have it in their heads to go to Cuba next March. Now am I right in thinking that Americans aren't allowed to go to Cuba? So tell me what the HELL ARE THEY THINKING????
I can see Professor now trying to persuade Mary Anne to shove his Cubans in various places before boarding the plane....NICE!!
I did manage to get a small workout today and then this evening I got myself ready in what was the coolest outfit I could find (cool as in temperature, not hip) because it's bloody boiling out and headed up to Warnaco to meet Mary Anne.
Her office isn't as posh as I'd thought it would be but I guess they're mainly the showrooms and not the plush suites that I imagined Calvin and his cronies to hang out in.
The reason for my jaunt uptown was, like I said to meet Mary Anne AND Aphrodite because I'm very pleased to announce that Carol gave birth to baby Connor last night at approximately 7pm, so we are off up to bloody 168th Street to visit her and the new kid.
So we get to this hospital after a rather sweaty subway ride, only to find that we can't all go up, only two people, and she already has Roxanne upstairs, so Mary Anne goes. This pisses me off, especially as they need to see i.d., which I don't have. So like lemons, Aphrodite and myself are stood around for ages, waiting for someone to come and rescue us, when the other guard behind the desk, signs us off and lets us up!! Wow, thanks. Not sure why the other guy wouldn't do the same but clearly he's a man in a uniform and you KNOW what a high people get once their in uniforms, let the testosterone fly...
Carol looks great, in fact she was up and walking around. Good god she only had him yesterday, chill out girlfriend. She did feel the need to tell us the WHOLE procedure, which was kind of gross but very interesting. Unfortunately Connor (that's the little loves name) wasn't in the room, he was in the viewing room, so we just had to look at him from there. He is rather gorgeous, tiny little thing, sleeping all safe and warm in his tightly fitted Jesus blanket thing...swath, swab, god knows. He seems to look like Noel but I guess it's too early, what a little angel though.
So she's out tomorrow, seems kind of quick but I guess why would you want to hang around a hospital. I mean ok she does have her own room, but please the bathroom is way too small and as for that view...PLEASE!! She hadn't even touched her food tray, you should of seen it, awful, wouldn't give pigs that stuff, just terrible.
So we stayed for an hour or so, actually it was past 8pm when we left and this big hospital guard woman I guess was getting a bit annoyed with us, so grudgingly we left, hey, not because we liked the hospital, we just wanted to hold Connor. Honestly though it would made the hardest heart smile to see all those teeny tiny babies with their pink or blue hats on in that room...oh god it was great, love the little ones. Although those nurses are kind of rough with them, you should of seen this one nurse, god even Aphrodite was cringing, she just kept picking him, throwing him on her shoulder, putting the wrap down, plonking him on it, then wrapping it over, then under him and she lifted up his ass to the bloody ceiling. My god the kid must of had motion sickness.
After, me and the girls plus Tex Man went to a great Italian restaurant on 98th and Columbus Circle, I think. It was really good, although Tex Man was going on at me for drinking fizzy water because of the excess salt...yeah whatever honey pie.
Of course by the time I had gotten home Morpheus had ONLY just realised that I wasn't around, god he's such a doofus that one.
Of course tomorrow we have our fingerprinting for our Green Cards over on Houston (across the street) but I can't find the letters that we have to produce. This is NOT GOOD, Morpheus is freaking out, he hates me, but isn't saying so, but I can feel it.
OH GOD THIS SUCKS BIG TIME.....
going to bed, but won't be able to sleep
