Saturday, April 30, 2011
#6 Momma Letter: Itching and Scratching on Lombard Street
Friday, April 29th, 2011
San Francisco
Hi Momma-
Another gorgeous, shining cool and crystal clear San Francisco day, and as I sit here at my writing table overlooking Lombard Street, my little dog Cyrano is whining because he has flea bites and wants me to help him scratch them! Yes, fleas!
We’ve not noticed any hopping around the apartment, but no doubt, on our walks though the gorgeous terrain of the Marin headlands and the vast stretches of the doggie playground that is Chrissy Field, some congenial flea decided that Cyrano looked good enough to take a bite out of, and so, here we are! Itching. We’ve taken the appropriate measures, and he should be feeling some relief soon, but meanwhile, the poor little fella is miserable.
Sally and Cyrano: our two dachshunds that Paul gave to Peter and me as gifts, and that I took to the NYC vet who I then introduced to Paul , and as a result Paul and Dr, Stephen Cole the vet have been happily in love for almost as long as Peter and I have been together! SO Sally and Cyrano are dogs of pure love! And , after you departed this earthly scene, I decided to name the girl pup after you so I could have a good reason to say your name at least several dozen times a day! Every time I say her name, I think of you, And that was the entire point. You would love these two dogs. Or your “grand-puppies, as you no doubt would be calling them! They would snuggle and snuggle with you. Just like Claudio and Isabelle used to do.
All sorts of things to report to you, but I just got back from the gym, where I did my requisite 30 minutes of interval cardio training, and ,frankly, I am tired! So, I may have to lie down and write more later, or tomorrow. But I need you to know that as I look out into the gorgeous day, you are on my mind, and once again, I wish you were here with us to experience this amazing city. Peter is at his office , Paul and Stephen invited me over for a nice lunch on their patio, but I really want to stick close to my desk today and write as the spirit moves me, and as my fatigue level permits me, so I said “no” to their kind invitation. They are such good friends to us.
We went to the opening night of THE LILY’S REVENGE two nights ago at the famed Magic Theatre. Peter has been doing some video work for them, to help promote this particular show, and Loretta Greco, who runs the theater, is a dear and valued friend of mine from the East Coast. So she has been including us in the Magic openings regularly now. Very sweet of her. Tomorrow evening, we will go see something that Barbara Damashek has done with the ACT students. Remember Barbara, Momma? She directed the QUILTERS I got the Tony nomination for? SHE lives here too! It seems everyone does! Well, not everyone, but a lot of people who have meant a deal to me in my life seem to have migrated West and here we all are together! Pretty amazing, actually.
It’s a remarkably busy social life here. I don’t think either Peter or I had expected that. Tonight a much valued night at home, and I have the chicken marinating for a nice leisurely dinner . I know Peter will enjoy it.
So, for now, fleas and all, that’s all I have the energy to report, but I promise more soon I miss you so much, and writing these letters helps me feel like you’re not really gone. But – you’re not…really…..are you? I know you hear me. I know you're watching and paying attention. I can feel it.
More soon…as ever,
Evalyn
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