A Few Days in Brooklyn

My mother just came to visit, and the (oddest) best part was…

…I got seriously ill on a Sunday evening (I don’t spare the details of the gory!) She brought me water and medication, a very cold tenug for my forehead, and I called her “mama” and remembered how good it felt to take care of her like a child.

We also saw this perfect vanity plate. The boys wanted to do an Infinite Rizz (“Infinite Rizz”) on me when they rolled next to us and saw their middle-aged mother driving a VW sports wagon, people felt confused.

Uncle Andrew Scott Vanya

Uncle Andrew Scott Vanya

My sister also came to New York to see Andrew Scott Uncle Vanya. He even had makeup scenes where he played all eight characters and played both people. She said it was miraculous. Interestingly, my sister, Celebrity Crash, is not Andrew Scott (“His Beautiful Neck!”), but Anton Chekhov, a Russian playwright who wrote cruel and oppressive works with Uncle Vanya. Hey, she knows what she likes!

My friend threw a birthday party this weekend When Harry meets Sally I was playing muted in the background. Isn’t that a fun touch?

What have you been doing recently? How about people’s gardens? If necessary, share the following…xoxoxo

Poetry 10 fun things I’ve noticed in Brooklynand my 46th birthday party with lots of chocolate mousse.