A Lovely Stay

So D2 and Jonathan are aloft, headed back to NYC just in time for the arrival of a "polar vortex" which should bring absurdly low temperatures. They're flying home with Jonathan's sister Eva, and her husband Yoni, who were both here in Miami for the Bar Mitzvah we attended today. It was a lovely but too short weekend with D2.

After a perfect pick, we spent the day Saturday doing errands -- D2 got some new contact lenses, and I splurged and bought the first new glasses in about 10 years. Then D1 came over, and we all headed to see ancient Suegra. She was in great spirits -- it's been awhile since she had both her beloved granddaughters visit at the same time.

The Ds left -- each headed to a different wedding. On Sunday we all reconvened at a restaurant in Wynwood called KYU, which is pronounced Q. I didn't think I'd like it -- it had hipster vibes, but it turned out to have delicious food, and not crazy expensive. We celebrated D2's birthday a week early, and then drove home in the rain. We got up early today to drive back to Sunny Isles, now called Sunny Isles Beach, though you can't see the beach for the wall of enormous condos that line Collins Avenue where much cooler motels like the Castaways and Aztec used to be...

The event was Jonathan's nephew Jeremy's Bar Mitzvah -- held in a shul where Joey's parents hosted a pre wedding shabbat before their wedding 2 Septembers ago. The service was nice, though the Argentine rabbi saw no need for too much English. After the service we went to the party room and had a lovely breakfast.

Jonathan's family was warm and welcoming -- his 5 siblings and their kids were there -- some from as far away as Canada and LA. We caught up, and talked happily about D2 and Jonathan's wedding. I told everyone D2 would be deciding soon when the wedding was happening, and where. I made that up -- she still has no idea. She'll figure it out, with the help of the Lizards, the nickname given to Liz and Lizzie, D1's wedding planners, who are on the case.

D1 and Joey are off to Bogota on Thursday, to visit Joey's grandmother and aunts and uncles. We'll have the spoiled Spaniel here, taking up residence with the strange rescue dog and special needs Spaniel.

I'll FaceTime (tm) D2 on Sunday, her actual 27th birthday. And then we'll head over to Key Biscayne, where there's a lovely 5th birthday party planned for my brother Paul's grandson Roger. Wow. Half a decade since that boy was born.

His parents Alex and Danielle stayed with us following Roger's birth, rather than schlep each day back to Miami Beach. It was quite a time. It surely doesn't seem like 5 years have gone by.

It's a chilly night in Miami. I think I'm going to go outside and build a fire in my firepit. I'll look up and thank the Big Man for a wonderful time with my Ds and their men. We mark the days together. We're supremely blessed.