It poured buckets in the city last night, the skies just opened, and I was marooned in midtown, no cabs, far from a train after my physical therapy appointment, huddled with other marooned midtowners under a flimsy awning and my sweet man braved the downpour to come and get me. It took a full hour for him to get there because so many streets were flooded and closed and Obama was in town for a fundraiser, so other streets were cordoned off. When we finally got home, I saw that dinner had already been made, coconut-mango chicken with onions and peppers and jasmine rice, and I wrapped a blanket around myself and exhaled, grateful for this man.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Rainy Night
It poured buckets in the city last night, the skies just opened, and I was marooned in midtown, no cabs, far from a train after my physical therapy appointment, huddled with other marooned midtowners under a flimsy awning and my sweet man braved the downpour to come and get me. It took a full hour for him to get there because so many streets were flooded and closed and Obama was in town for a fundraiser, so other streets were cordoned off. When we finally got home, I saw that dinner had already been made, coconut-mango chicken with onions and peppers and jasmine rice, and I wrapped a blanket around myself and exhaled, grateful for this man.
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Wow, could you send him down here for about a week?
ReplyDeleteGlenn, not happening. He's definitely needed here! LOL
DeleteI knew it, but it was worth a try ;-)
DeleteWonderful! I can smell that rain hitting the streets of NYC -- and that dinner, too!
ReplyDeleteElizabeth, it was deluge and I was very happy to be able to be driven through it as I didn't have an umbrella. And then when I got in and saw dinner, well.
DeleteThe sweetness. What a hero! And I really mean that. Love as a verb. He loved you. He does love you. We, who are loved, are so lucky.
ReplyDeleteMary, love as a verb. Yes. You always give me the best titles for posts.
Deleteyou've got such a great man....
ReplyDeleteMiss C! yes, he's a good one.
DeleteI was looking at the radar yesterday and was horrified at that huge mass of green that was covering the northeast, imagining the hammering you folks must have been getting. Glad you got home safely.
ReplyDeleteYour guy really is a gem... seems like he got his maternal grandmother's cooking genes! His cousin got them too.... I'd say we're two lucky gals :)
Deborah, I would say we are very lucky indeed! Love to you both!
DeleteThat sounds PERFECT! Nothing gets to me like thoughtfulness.
ReplyDeleteKristin, these are the moments; they really are. xo
DeleteGIVE US BACK OUR RAIN YOU LITTLE STINKER!!!
ReplyDeleteXOXOX
Ms Radish King, the rain just came right through that blue marbled portal and I wouldn't have minded seeing you, too! Hahahaha!
DeleteYou are blessed, rain and all ~
ReplyDeleteT, sometimes I am aware of this. Thank you. xo
DeleteAh, I am so happy for you both. You don't often talk about the things you do for him, but it's obvious that you both do for each other :)
ReplyDeleteellen, i think he does more for me, honestly. xo
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