We’re Skating on Thin Ice

Posted by on January 5, 2015

Damian photo bombing us on ice.

As if taking us all to see Aladdin on Broadway wasn’t enough, our second day with Dawn & Darren proved to have more surprises.  They had researched and found a small ice skating rink in an outlet shopping center not far from home. The on line information stated that the skating started at 11:00am. So after a hearty breakfast we headed out.

Unfortunately, when we arrived at the ice rink there was a sign that stated the hours for that day started at 3:00 pm.

UNACCEPTABLE!

Feel the rhythm, feel the rhyme . . .

Feel the rhythm, feel the rhyme . . .

Nothing will interfere with my sister’s plan of videoing Damian while he skates. So, my long-suffering brother-in-law tells the ice attendant to fire up that Zamboni because the website says skating starts at 11:00am and his nephew will not be disappointed! Incredibly, they open the rink which Damian now has to himself.

Glide!

Glide!

While Damian slips and slides with Pop Pop and Uncle Darren observing, it is time for Dawn & I to take in a little post Christmas shopping time.
I give Damian maybe 45 minutes before he complains about being cold and wet and decides to bail. However, to my surprise he wants to stay on the ice until 2:00pm! After a quick switch of skates from figure to hockey style, his skating improves dramatically and by the time we drag him off the ice he is gliding along.

Skating sensation!

Skating sensation!

Master of the Universe!

Master of the Universe!

I buy Damian a new pair of jeans while shopping so he has a dry pair of pants to put on after skating and then we set off to Nathan’s for some NY hotdogs. After our feast, we return to Dawn & Darren’s for some cocktails before heading off to another fabulous activity.

Lights at the beach!

Lights at the beach!

Jones Beach, which for you non-New Yorkers is the premier public beach on Long Island, is very close to my sister’s house. For the past eight years the beach has been dark at Christmastime. Lack of funding after the 2008 economic crisis left the lights off. This year was the resurrection of the beach lights and we were there.

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Wind chill is -10 degrees

Wind chill is -10 degrees

Did I mention it was -10 degrees with the wind chill at Jones Beach? Did I also mention that prior to coming to NY the only patients I cared for at my nursing job had the FLU? By the time we returned home from viewing the lights, which despite my illness I thoroughly enjoyed, I thought I had the flu.

In the car headed home. I think I'm going to die.

In the car headed home. I think I’m going to die.

TOMORROW IS NEW YEAR’S EVE – ALADDIN – BROADWAY- TIMES SQUARE . . . drag my corpse to the theater!!!

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