Ahh, Monday. Another opportunity to wear scarves.
My current dilemma is this: my mom is coming to New York for Christmas. The last time she was here, I had only been living here for a few months and as such, was completely, utterly unaware of just about all of the good places to go. We ended up having a few really, really boring meals and seeing a few shows -- that was about it. This time 'round, I am determined that I will show my mom the cool "insider" places to go.
I have a few spots rounded up. I have sent her an itinerary. Plays, dinners, events, activities. Things are looking good. I even have a night scheduled during which I cook dinner for her, so that will be nice. (Even though she insists that we drink white zinfandel, and I insist just as strongly that while she is in New York, we do not mention the word "Beringer.") My one stumbling block -- after we see the Radio City Christmas Spectacular at 4:00 on Christmas Day, where, o where? do we go for dinner?
If anyone has any Spectacular Christmas suggestions, by all means, let me know.
Tomorrow, by the way, is my Employee Performance Review. Every time I think of it, my stomach gets all tangled up and anxious. I am supposed to receive a copy of said Review this afternoon, so we can "discuss" it tomorrow. Part of me is sure that it will say all kinds of wonderful things about me, suitable for framing. Another bit of me is convinced that it is going to be a litany of how horrible I am and how the company cannot afford to keep me on even a moment longer. I just wish the damned thing would be emailed to me already, so I could know one way or the other.
And also. If there have been FIVE mentionings of a particular scatological-sounding word in these pages, it is ALL. YOUR. FAULT. ANYWAY.
Well, mostly your fault.
And even more Also than that? The Maid In Manhattan contest continues apace. Viewers have until December 18 to vote for their favorite couple out of the four finalists. Apparently the winners receive a romantic weekend in New York's St. Regis Hotel.
For M's sake, I sure hope the room comes with two beds.