Except for the year he lived in New Zealand, my son has never been away from home on Thanksgiving. This year, he'll be in Brooklyn with his girlfriend (and future, er, roommate) celebrating the holiday with friends. He'll stay for two weeks, looking for a job and a new apartment for the two of them to share in January. I was getting a little melancholy last night, wondering what Thanksgiving will be like without him moaning loudly in appreciation over my stuffing and sweet potatoes. Then, his girlfriend posted this photo on Instagram:
My first reaction was "Fiddler on the Roof on Ice!" (He didn't have time to get a haircut before the trip.) Then I thought what a lucky couple of kids. The night before, they sat two tables down from Mike Myers (Wayne's World) at a restaurant. (The texts were hilarious.) AND, we'll get to go visit in the spring!
3 comments:
So sweet and charming. They look very happy. Thanks for sharing. "He didn't have time to get a haircut before the trip." Also sweet and charming -- something only a Mom would note. :-)
To life, to life, l'chaim. So wonderful. They should be happy and live well in NYC.
AF, the hair and beard are always an issue as they tend to expand exponentially 3 weeks after a trim. CSS, it's like he has a wine bottle on his head. (His sister freaked out because she thought he was down on one knee.) To life!
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