New York this weekend got hit with the first snow fall of the year. Nothing rings in Christmas like snow. That's snow on my head not dandruff hehe. Ironically my favorite Christmas song John Lennon's "This is Christmas" came on the radio while I was driving in it. I dunno I think the song is cute. The snow of course brought with it a storm.
I was supposed to go to a friend's birthday party where I might see a sorta-ex mess but the hours past by and I didn't get a text of location or time. The curious lil cat that I am, texted the friend, "Hey is anything still going on?". I had been invited to these festivities earlier in the week but the answer was, "Oh sorry I forgot to fill you in on the details it's at so-&-so." I was forgotten. Well with the snow storm I couldn't go anyway. My car does not drive good in the snow. Honda Civic's are light in the snow. But it still hurt. It's not like I wasn't invited but I would have liked to be included in the location. Who knows what happened that my friend forgot to let me know the time & place.
Later in the weekend I tried to save the weekend by going into the New York City. I don't know if any of you have ever walked through the streets of this city but when it's raining you feel like your in a movie. People are running, trying to hail cabs, and the rain seems to hit you just a little harder. All I could think of was the movie, "The Day After Tomorrow" when New York fills with water. I feared looking behind me cuz I didn't want to see the wall of water. lol.
I also found out I can't hail a cab. I'm 5'4" but I guess I'm a lil small. I put my hand out and just wasn't effective enough in the rain. So I walked to my uncle's apartment in the rain/snow. It was about 13 blocks down & 5 blocks across. I got my exercise for the year tho, ya know? It was funny I had put my black nice dress on, had jeans on under it, and sneakers, and had a shop rite recyclable bag with my other shoes & panty hoes in it to change into. My sopping wet hat & hair was everywhere. I must have looked like a wreck. No wonder the cab didn't stop...lol.
Last week I was asking for a lil push from you guys to do things. The comments and the events of this week have pushed me. I've been put the test and now I have to take it. I was thinking about things waiting in the train station to go to NYC and a song came on....
Isn't it Always the case when you least expect it the perfect song comes on that explains the moment better than you ever could? Well the song, "It's too late" by Carole King came on just at the right moment of my thoughts. I substituted the "we" for "I". Here are the lyrics:
Though I really did try to make it
Something inside has died
And I can't hide and I just can't fake it."
- Carole King
Yeah those lyrics sum it up. It's a shame. But it is too late, too much has been done. This week is going to odd. I'm going to be a lil hap-hazard and random in my actions. But I can't keep trying to hail a cab that isn't going to come. Maybe if I wear platform shoes that'll work next time???? hmmmmm.... Well Cheers to change & decisions. Til Tomorrow...
Maybe if I can just meet you halfway? Just halfway. This way you don't have to go far...not the full way...maybe that'll be enough for you...