Potato Soup for the Soul

I know it's been a VERY long time, and I have neglected my audience (all 3 of them), and for this I am sorry. It's been quite the week. All kinds of disasters and triumphs, but this is insignificant to the greatest part of my week: boarding a plane to LaGuardia airport and visiting my lover.

I'm sitting here blogging, listening to Leonard Cohen, with Rodney's arms around me (Heaven). This is great. Our apartment. Still a little hard to comprehend. This makes everything else seem so complete. I love knowing I have a home here, with him.

We walked around the neighborhood about 2 hours ago, to make a key and buy some groceries. It's lovely here! It's pretty peaceful all things considered. All of the apartments are these wonderful works of art, made up of iron and brick and Greek and art-deco influence. It's haphazardly, but quirky and wonderful. There are all kinds of neat stores right on our street, we can see the Hell's Gate Bridge. In the streets, no lie, you can hear Greek music flowing from the little restaurants. I'm in love.

Just cooked our first official dinner. Made potato soup, family recipe. Also had grilled ham & turkey sandwiches. It was very yummy, but the potato soup could've been more tender. I'll get better with practice (I hope).

Now, I'm going to go *cuddle* Rodney. Promise to add some entries about my weekend.

See you on Wednesday.