My Third Life

My Third Life was my first blog name choice but it was taken. I didn't know anyone else out there in cyberspace is leading their third life. Nobody is using Said the Cat and Toby doesn't care, so here we are again.

Welcome!

I'm glad you are back.

Sunday, we had a double celebration! First, it was Aidan's fourteenth birthday. Happy Birthday! you rock, young man. And, we piled into John's car and headed to NYC to eat pizza and cheesecake and hang out until Keoni played his part onstage with Mercer University Orchestra and Chorus at Carnegie Hall.

Our entry through Lincoln Tunnel involved a missed turn exiting the tunnel that put us in front of the guardhouse at Port Authority. John quickly regrouped only to find no other choice but one; go back through the tunnel, turn around and do it again. In case you don't know, there are eight lanes funneling into two. The tunnel funnel...







Moments like these and I don't mind not driving one bit.

Of course, food was on our minds. We met Keoni at Angelo's...

Was great sitting at the table with the grandsons and their parents again.

Aidan and I hung out around Central Park for a little while.

The equestrian statue is of Jose Marti. A poet.

Aidan taking it easy.

There were a bazillion horse carriages and some sort of three-wheeled bicycle affairs; circling streams of happy tourists.

Was able to walk well for this adventure. Yes, I can tell I don't have as much lung capacity now but it's going to be fine. Still, enjoying walking outdoors immensely.

Keoni was back at the Hall rehearsing after the pizza. It started chilling outside so we went into a French place and had some desserts. Aidan's was a special plate of oreo beignets...

Nobody believed he was 14.

Evening and a beautiful venue for the wonderful music...

No picture taking during. Aidan snapped this one while seating was still going on. Keoni on left.

More visiting afterward followed by a late car trip home. Arrived in Q'town by about 1:20 a.m. I was useless all Monday.