it is 1am boston time - betsyWorld time - and i am awake and sitting on her futon (my bed. she is sleeping in james’ room. he’s gone this weekend) in the dark on grandma bettie’s quilt with only a nightlite and typing on my old Sliver - (how i miss her, this sweet sleek silver beast). out the windows, through the tree branches, i see cars on MassPike and at any minute, a train may tear by in the backyard. i wear warm socks and my favorite black fleece yogapants and a ragged gray gap hoodie of betsy’s. it has a large tear in the right wrist. i have stuck my hand through it putting it on more than once already. downstairs two of the girls are still at the hookah and talking about random things. the rest of the girls have gone to a party. i elected to come upstairs and “retire”. it has been a long day!
the plane ride was lovely yesterday. i can’t understand why *everyone* does not wish to fly Midwest, but i was happy for the empty seat next to me to spread out in. mostly, a book was in my lap, but i *did* study a little. i also ate cookies and drank coffee. i loved the way my clothes felt on me, the velvet shirt, the new one-sized-smaller stretch Levi’s, the golden woolen socks given by my poet … and my new black parka! finally! the one from Land’s End was PERFECT (except i have difficulty with the zipper). i was completely happy. walked out of the airport, right onto the T shuttle, right on to the T, and right to the theatre to meet betsy. watched the plays. went to dinner with her and her friend after, she bought me a margarita!! wheee! walked back to her house, was introduced and shown the house, wallowed on the futon together and watched a DVD (me, you and everyone else we know? something like that! it was sweet…), finally to sleep at 2am. (hey. this is betsyWorld).
awake far too early. 7:30. um. what lovely sunlight in this room! ha. read and studied. called the insurance people. made images of betsy’s windowscapes. she awoke. we readied and outed for some coffee and the T to the Isabella Stewart Gardner museum and omigod. i had no idea. i thought it would be some stuffy old lady museum. NOT. what a fucking awesome surprise. betsy had never been either. we both adapted to the right spirit of being and looking fairly quickly and were enchanted. then a late lunch at Bertucci’s. YUM. to B&N to look at the new Annie Liebowitz book for a very long time. i might want it. but will have to wait until amazon used has a great price. then a purchase of movie munchies, small enough to sneak in and to the BIG theatre to see The Fountain. then back here, then to the theatre. i detoured to buy some cushy things for inside my green velvet doc’s. why the fuck do they put NO support or cushion on those shoes??? i only found out today. my feet HURT. then some starbucks. oh shut up. once a year. i don’t care! then to the plays again. then back here for a girl party. hee hee. they had me drinking my red wine out of a lime green curly straw, but they did NOT get me to pogo to the B52’s. instead i got to be the director of betsy and julia. they did wonderfully! the girls are all so dear. i am glad betsy has them. they are funny and bright. but man. they drink shots of HARD stuff! it was very fun to hang out with them. i have the munchies rather badly, but there are only sweets down there! i mean like cupcakes and cinnamon buns. eeeeew! no potato chips!!! so i am drinking water…it seems like the boys of the house have returned. i hear deeper voices down there. i think they all stay up forever and i will have to go out alone tomorrow despite the weird door. tomorrow i want to go to the MFA and walk around with my camera while betsy is in matinee. it’s not that cold.
i am having a GREAT time. i guess i should sleep now.
