Mom again

Since my mother is in town for another few hours, she met me for lunch yesterday. We went down to the Village and talked over grilled meat and orange rice at Khyber Pass.

I had a library book to return, so we went around the corner to the Ottendorfer Branch; returning the book took only a moment, but my mother was impressed by the architecture, so we spent an extra couple of minutes looking at the building, including the woodwork inside and the terra cotta ornaments and German signage on the outside of the building. A plaque at eye-level noted that the building was constructed as a lending library in the 1880s, and is named after the founder. The name was added later, I'm guessing after it became part of the NY Public Library: the carvings simply say that it is a free library ("Freie Bibliothek") and public reading room. Then we walked west, Mom looking at architecture on Ninth Street, took the A uptown, and parted at Columbus Circle. I had a couple of hours to myself before cattitude got home. (I need a certain amount of private time, and of late I've been using the Friday afternoons off that are "summer" hours at my job for that purpose.)

I'm a bit grumpy at the moment, because I seem unable to sleep past 6:30 in the morning; that's shorting me 45 minutes or an hour a day, which was trivial the first day, but this is four in a row. *sigh*

Mom again

Since my mother is in town for another few hours, she met me for lunch yesterday. We went down to the Village and talked over grilled meat and orange rice at Khyber Pass.

I had a library book to return, so we went around the corner to the Ottendorfer Branch; returning the book took only a moment, but my mother was impressed by the architecture, so we spent an extra couple of minutes looking at the building, including the woodwork inside and the terra cotta ornaments and German signage on the outside of the building. A plaque at eye-level noted that the building was constructed as a lending library in the 1880s, and is named after the founder. The name was added later, I'm guessing after it became part of the NY Public Library: the carvings simply say that it is a free library ("Freie Bibliothek") and public reading room. Then we walked west, Mom looking at architecture on Ninth Street, took the A uptown, and parted at Columbus Circle. I had a couple of hours to myself before cattitude got home. (I need a certain amount of private time, and of late I've been using the Friday afternoons off that are "summer" hours at my job for that purpose.)

I'm a bit grumpy at the moment, because I seem unable to sleep past 6:30 in the morning; that's shorting me 45 minutes or an hour a day, which was trivial the first day, but this is four in a row. *sigh*