Adult time for sis in a small town in Italy

Last week Eileen said to me... HELP! I need some adult time and fast! Why would she ask me for that is beyond my comprehension since I usually behave like a 4 year old, but I said sure, let's go out and dress up and play pretend. Paul suggested we go to a restaurant he had been to in the North End of Boston called Prezza. It is a sister restaurant of Copia (which we have previously reviewed on this blog.

having had 5-7 inches of snow, I called the restaurant in advanced and confirmed they had valet parking. The streets in the north end fit about 3/4s of a car in the summer and with the snow banks, parking was going to be impossible. Eileen was all spiffed out in her Brooks' Brothers New York outfit and looking very grown up and smashing, The rest of the boys Paul, Gaston and myself look good).

The conversation was very adult and no real mention of the eekie people. Food was excellent although on the expensive side, and the white chocolate bread pudding with vanilla ice cream was outstanding. All in all a lovely evening out on the town.

The laws of physics - entropy

I can't remember which of the laws it was, but I do remember that it said something to the effect of the natural state of things is disorder and it takes energy to reorganize. Ask any teenager and you know that picking up all the crap in their room takes energy.

I received today the yarn for Paul's sweater. It has to go from the little skeins to rolled ones, and from there to the be knitted into the sweater, thata's a lot of energy. Guess I'll be doing a lot of rolled skeins today!

Green Cable sweater

Here it is in all of its glory. Kind of difficult to see all the cables with such a dark color, but I love it. It is incredibly warm!

Ben liked it!

Over the years, I have grown to enjoy the theater critics of Ben Brantley for the New York Times. Not only is he insightful, but when he writes a bad review, it is a lot of fun to read since the bastard writes so well. I was a little concerned (even though I don't know the actors) as to what he might write when it came time to review Sunday in the Park with George. First thing I did this morning was check out his review. Guess what... HE LIKED IT... hopefully that means that it will remain on Broadway for a little while longer and we might get to see it again.

Oh sure pick the easy one...

The other day, Paul said that since I was done with my sweater it was time for him to get another one. I know.. the boy gets at least 2 sweaters a year. I agreed as long as he did the ribbing at the bottom. I hate that part! I hope that my starting ribbing is perfectly done before it gets to me!

As most of you know, I like difficult sweaters, however I prefer those in larger needles (7 and up), this one is on #5 YUKE. Kaffe Fassett, my favorte sweater designer has done some amazing things... this one will be a challenge since it doesn't appear I can memorize the pattern.

Art and the Price of Isolation

This past week-end we went to see the revival of a Stephen Sondheim show called Sunday in the Park with George. I was not fortunate enough to see the original, but I can safely say that this production was one of the best theater experiences I've ever had. To begin with the cast was incredible, kudos to Daniel Evans and Jenna Russell, incredible performances. The director has used technology in the use of projections and animations to among other things recreate the famous painting by Georges Seurat. For a better written rev iew, see Peeble's review (follow the blogs that I read)

I hope you can see this show, it was worth every penny. Opening night is tomorrow and I hope that the critics like it as much as I did so that it stays opens for longer.

Nothing New to Report

The other day someone complained about my lack of posting recently, what can I say, nothing much to report... and that in within certain topics is a very good thing.

Life right now revolves around work, home and the not yet framed house in NH. The weather totally bites and I am itching to do my walks not on the treadmill but outside.

I am almost done, (9 rows to go) on the second arm of the Irish knit sweater and once I saw the arm in place it is ready to be worn. haven't decided what to knit next, there are two projects in mind, one is for Paul on tiny itsy bitsy needles, or one for me in a million colors. Once I get motivated I'll decide.