- Speech Therapist
I recently met with speech therapist. She came to DC to lobby my office on some health-related issue. At the end of the meeting, the woman asked if I was from NYC. I said, “New Jersey. Is it that obvious?” “Yes,” she said. Great. She continued, explaining that she was from NJ as well. A town very near the one I grew up in, turns out. Called out for having an accent by a speech therapist from NEW JERSEY?! You’re from Paramus, lady! Fucking relax! And I’ll keep my accent, thank you very much. Jerk.
Knowing my love for Whitney Houston, drag, and lip syncing, GT recently sent me and a few friends the following YouTube video:
Friday and Saturday were beautiful days in the nation’s capitol. And despite having to work on Friday, I managed to have yet another fantastic outing with ALJ and JLJ. When deciding what to do with our penultimate (yes, the word was actually used) Friday together – ALJ goes back to work a week from tomorrow – ALJ had a stroke of genius. A weather.com addict, she knew that Friday was supposed to be a beautiful day. Sunny, clear skies, warm. Only one thing could be done. We must go on a picnic.
Yes, I can be whimsical! And that day, I would have even considered chancing ALJ around a tree. We’re both lucky that BLJ, her 3-year old, wasn’t there, because please believe there would have been some chasing.
Anyway, ALJ made us a fantastic picnic – from soup to nuts, as they say. And with a homemade baked good.
G-d, I am not looking forward to ALJ going back to work! What are we going to do with our last Friday together?! The pressure!
I followed up the fun Friday with four-plus hour tour of Dupont with DB. You would have thought that we would have covered more ground in that amount of time. But it was hard work walking around in the 80-degree heat, so we had to retreat to her place for water and wine. Well, it was there. And besides, what else are you supposed to do on a beautiful day?!