Frank Lloyd Wright and Dad

Last week cutie and I went to Kentuck Knob and Fallingwater. We took Amtrak from Penn station, rented a car and stayed in the Comfort Inn hotel in Greensburg (with pool). The train ride was great. Cutie read several Captain Underpants books and we needed to buy another book at B&N for the ride home. B&N in Greensburg is hoping on a Friday night. We stopped at a market that was making apple cider with a hand crank.

I start my new job on Monday. It's a job my father got me to keep Cutie in Hebrew Day School. Let me explain. Last year I was concerned with the Math curriculum. Last year before 1st grade she tested at second and half grade level and tested at the end of the year at second and three-quarter grade level. Needle didn't move. I went ballistic. They fixed it by giving her more advanced work. Next I was concerned that I would not have funds to pay for school this year if I didn't get a job. (Paulo wants her to go to public school). I sent a proposal to do the tourism identity for Peekskill and didn't get it.

I was posting on craigslist and came across this cryptic help wanted ad. I applied, they called. I still wasn't sure if it was legit, but went anyway. When I go the building it reminded me of my dad's office in Brooklyn when he had his Monica Simone Cosmetic company. Manufacturing in the back and corporate offices in the front.
It's a security seal company. They will work with my schedule. And since the school started having homework club so the day ends late, I can pick Cutie up M-Th at the end of the day and go straight to ice skating or piano or whatever. And the office is 5 minutes from her school.
I think this was divine intervention. BTW the CEO of the company is a Frank fan with the only piece of artwork on his wall the color pencil photo from Frank.

I start Monday.

More on Ice Skating

Cutie wasn't selected as Sam's ice dancing partner. But she starts ice dancing lessons with Susan. We have to shlep to WSA.

She passed FS3 yesterday but needs to practice her back spin. In fact everyone does. I start a new gig on Monday. I'm nervous for the first time in my working life. Maybe I'll start ice skating.

Gilad Shalit was freed yesterday in a 1 for 1000 prisoner exchange. It's worth mentioning.

Ice Dancing and the Market

Cutie turned 7 last week. She was tapped by her coach to try ice dancing. Last week she had a tryout with a boy who was looking for a partner. She tried it and had the most joyful expression on her face. Helene and I watched in amazement. She came off the ice and looked slightly embarrased when asked if she liked it. Several days later unaided she said she wants to do ice dancing and if she skated like she does now, she would definately make the Skyliner syncro team. This is her time. I now know how she will act when she meets a boy she wants to marry. I hope she gets picked to be his partner.

Cutie now has hair growing on her legs. She's getting older. I haven't had a period in many months. I weigh the same, but the body is not looking that great. I'm past the age anyone would look at me in a bathing suit. I'm getting older too. I'm not 100% ready to come to terms with it. Whatever.

Also, I will be starting a new job in a few weeks. It's local and in a new industry for me. Security Seals. It's now time to invest in the market.