The views

So despite the fabulous promo and PR photos of the current NYC public art installation, New York City Waterfalls, although I am all for Mayor Bloomberg's support of public art after the Giuliani desert years.

The photo on the left is the view from my mom's apartment on July 17th, when for no apparent reason, there were fireworks over the harbor (score!) and the streaky blue thingy above the EMS parking depot is one of the waterfalls. They vary in size, true, but I still like The Gates better.

And yesterday, I was enjoying the view at Kittatinny Point on the Delaware Water Gap with my engineer (I think we can safely change pronouns now -- yes, I have a big goofy grin on my face.)

We were sprawled on a blanket watching canoe traffic on the river, the patterns of the leaves on the trees above our heads, and teeny tiny frogs the size of my always-trimmed-for-ceramics-studio fingernails hopping around (sidebar: the idea that he was a Boy Scout just tickles this city girl silly, right up there with my fascination for all things suburban, like chain restaurants, etc.).

We never made it to the restaurant he mentioned, because we lost track of time, but I have faith we'll be using more fossil fuel on various ramblings in the foreseeable future. :-D Oh, and we saw 5 or 6 huge rainbows on the way home. Do wishes made on rainbows count the same as for falling stars?

Speaking of engineers, my friend Le Vet sent me this hysterical link many, many weeks ago, to An Engineer's Guide to Cats. I forget if I've already posted about it, but this guy's deadpan delivery will entertain anyone who knows cats, or engineers, and especially those who are familiar with both species.

Speaking of alien species, on Saturday I forgot to mention that my poor friend Sam was forced to listen to me blather about Weight Watchers since most of my gal pals have either moved (I miss you ladies!!) or fallen off the face of the earth. Poor Sam. He's a good sport, but it was probably as exciting to him as differential equations are to me.

And finally, my coworker D (who is also braving the wilds of online dating) sent me a link to this interesting column from Yahoo Personals: Relationship Advice: 10 Ways to Reduce Your Divorce Risk While I may not always agree with this columnist, most of these points seem sensible, and I have always been a firm believer of point #2: "rethink living together". Either commit and get married, or maintain separate homes -- none of this half-a**ed sh*t.

And re: #10 - unlike my last 3 boyfriends, my engineer is firmly of the "I want to be here with you" mode, and not "um, can we wait and see how this turns out before I let you in?" school of relating. That is not to say that we are going to commit to anything serious anytime soon, but it is astonishingly refreshing to be in a relationship with someone who wants to be there. Someone. Who. Wants. To. Be. There.

And on that chipper note, I leave you with another photo from my friend Walter's fabbo garden, as I trundle off to bed, prior to a frakking stupid 9am conference call. [If I hadn't had such a wonderful day yesterday, I would have gone postal, but as it was I was (a) able to calmly and tactfully explain why calling London @ 5am ET was a stupid idea, and (b) the most tranquil person in the office -- how mindboggling is THAT?] This leafy greenness -- and general lack of humans -- reminds me of Kittatinny.