It was a cold a rainy day…
You know, I woke up this morning to the sounds of my daughter chirping about how excited she was that there was snow on the ground. Apparently, the white stuff fell a bit overnight; being from Atlanta, my daughter does not get much of a chance to see snow, so even the light dusting we got here was exciting. The snow, however, switched over to rain/drizzle and it ended up being cold, and rainy, and breezy. A perfect day, I’m sure you will agree, for going to Ellis Island and the Statue of Liberty.
My mother lived in NYC for many years and my wife and I would consistently talk about going to the Islands, but always put it off because of weather or some other circumstance. Thus, this morning, MaryBeth asked if we could go. “On the bright side, there won’t be many people there,” was one of her selling points. Of course, there weren’t many people there — the weather was horrid.
But went we did and my wife and eldest son enjoyed themselves. My daughter enjoyed herself somewhat and my younger son had a good time, except that he kept stepping in puddles and he (over the day, I believe) lost a semblance of feeling in his toes (though, nothing that a nice cup of hot chocolate couldn’t fix).
Tomorrow we head home. It has been nice visiting with family and tremendous kudos go out to my brothers children who have given over their rooms to my mother and my family. It’ll be nice, however, to be back home soon.
On the health front, I have been generally okay; though, my diet has been less than exemplary this weekend and my stomach has pointed out as much. Tomorrow, it’ll be back to regular eating habits (well, maybe Tuesday, ’cause it’s always hard to eat right when traveling).
Merle




