Yes, is a picture taken of me over a decade ago. But I don't want to show a picture of RQS or her friend in this blog.
We had arranged to meet in NYC several weeks ago, and it was nice to be back in Marian mode again. RQS and I got ready to take the train into NYC, and I noticed that one of my dresses had a rip at one seam. Since I couldn't wear that dress, I had to substitute a sweater dress in its stead - and that was a good thing, considering the cold weather outside.
Arriving at Grand Central an hour ahead of our expected time, we killed some of it in the waiting room over a cup of coffee. And then it was off to lunch. When we arrived at our destination, I noted that it couldn't be the Chick-fil-A on the corner, as corporate management is anti-LGBT. Luckily, we were meeting at the French themed shop next door. And that's where a complication arose - there were no seats, and RQS had already paid for lunch. So we ended up walking a block to another place, and again - no seats. Both places had turned into de-facto office spaces, with people both eating and working at the tables. Again, we picked up and left - for the Wendy's next door.
Time flowed way too quickly. Her friend greeted me as Marian, and we hit it off instantly. If I didn't have to be back in Croton by 6 to get my car out of the parking lot, we would have stayed longer. But it was a good excuse to take my leave. Surprisingly, I made it home by 5:15, as I caught a non-stop express to Croton and beyond.
