Well we survived. It was actually rather pathetic. We locked the doors at 1pm on Saturday and waited with baited breath for the waters to rise. And waited and waited. I crawled into bed at 1am with high expectations. Nothing but steady rain came down. When I woke the next morning the sun was shining and sky was clear. I guess I'm glad really that we didn't lose power and our belongings were all dry and we didn't have to eat the kittens in a mad act of starvation. And I'm sorry that others weren't so lucky.
We almost closed Greenacre on Monday because the subway wasn't running. But after some very early morning texts and phone calls I dragged my butt down to midtown around 10am. Everything looked the same and there was no more water on the kiosk floor than when Durell and Charles water the bricks (this is horrifying to my drought-hardened sensibilities!). Ultimately Hurricane Irene was nothing to write home about.
The last few days have been same old same old. Been to work some, been at home some. Sophie left our apartment for Philly on Tuesday afternoon and we headed up to the Bronx for a home-cooked dinner by moi. Timon and Scott worked on nerdy boy computer stuff and I slaved in the kitchen. Scott is having housemate difficulties at the moment and rarely leaves his room on the top floor. He is almost completely self sufficient up there so I was rather tentative about braving the battle zone downstairs. Luckily he wasn't home. Dinner was delicious (thank you Zoy pasta) and I gorged on wine and candy treats for dessert while we watched Hanna (Eric Bana!).
Yesterday was our last day with the 3 kittens Randall, Callie and Leonard. They have been the most gorgeous, loving, affectionate and needy kitties we've had this year. Yes, they've also spewed nearly every day in new and mysterious places but when they snuggle up under your chin you forget all that. They did not enjoy the subway ride down the Union Square but relaxed once at the shelter. I was horrified to spy Wario lying in a cage, yet to be adopted! I thought for sure all those kittens would be gobbled up in an instant. Everyone keep your fingers crossed he finds his forever home soon.
In return for our kitten exchange we received one giant, grey with white paws, behemoth lady cat called Rosie. She is the LOUDEST cat I've ever heard and we were almost evicted from the cab on the way home. She spent the evening chilling out in the bathroom and has slowly and curiously explored the rest of the apartment today. She has allowed some patting and one quick smooch but is still finding her bearings. Timon is a pretty good cat whisperer so hopefully she will settle in quickly. I anticipate that she will only be with us for 2 weeks. Let's make them happy ones.
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