Thursday, November 20, 2008

Keepin' Warm

New York is cold.

To beat the cold back in the Land o'Utes, I tend to have coffee in my down filled bed, while watching TCM. Here, I sleep on a mattress in the middle of the kitchen, next to the radiator, under a rainbow sleeping bag, in my thermal jammies, cursing under my breath that I am sure I can see some mornings.

Once the children are off, I am free to do what is most important in my life... finding coffee.

The local Greek Cafe is a few blocks away, and I can make the walk in around 90 seconds it seems... I exchange thermals for jeans, throw on my long black wool coat, a really ugly red and black checked hat and my long scarf... shoes and I'm briskly moving towards Nick's place, where they have the cup ready for me at 8.17AM.

I don't even brush my teeth... I mean, I'm behind a scarf, right? I may chat with Bruno (I met him yesterday, he lives around the corner next to the 18 member Muslim family on the corner) or Barbara (the Wiccan) who is pretending to teach her dog obedience.

Mostly, he lunges at the end of his harness, wagging his tail and trying to slobber on you. We talk about this and that, and they are keeping an eye out for a flat for me... it's how it's done, remember... someone you know.

Back here, I pour a bowl of nectar of the gods (aka Capt'n Crunch) and have my coffee while catching up on my reading... shower, teeth (FINALLY!) and the odds and ends of a small flat.

I listen to the iPod quite a bit... it helps to keep moving to stay warm. You see, the landlord is nice, but, he doesn't show us, as Aretha is telling me, any heating.....

R-E-S-P-E-C-T!!

10 comments:

the Constantly Dramatic One said...

Haha!! Cute pic Quin. And I missed your postings =)

Prince Gomolvilas said...

OMG, I haven't had Capt'n Crunch in such a long time--now I'm craving it!

Quin Browne said...

cd~posted on your blog, forgive me?

pg~num. num. num.

austere said...

A black and red checked hat.. a rainbow sleeping bag. But you're home... that glee - priceless!

Cormac Brown said...

"Mostly, he lunges at the end of his harness, wagging his tail and trying to slobber on you."

It's amazing how you keep running into versions of me and I actually have to keep checking to see if I'm still in California.

BTW, love your new "reach for the skies, this is a stick-up" look...or is that a "Quin-sicle?"

Quin Browne said...

i just realised my eye is wonky in that photo....


arugh.

Deborah said...

Can you learn some prayers from your new neighbors to sell your house (and mine, too, please) You fit New York, NY fits you, no reason ever to be bored.
Next photo show your gorgeous million dollar teeth--brush first please.

This feels so so right QuinAnn

xo
Miss Sof.

Mike Valentino said...

I love that look. Rock that black coat with pride.

Quin Browne said...

i will miss sof...

and mike, i wore it for our people.

coastrat said...

So, how are your "boys" there in NYC? Especially the autistic lad?