December 2011

This year I turned 40 on Thanksgiving. We were visiting Mel’s family in Chicago.
My birthday lands on the holiday every seven years. Our plan was to stay in a hotel the night before
to spend the evening together celebrating my 40th and our recent engagement.

Mel insists we bring all the stuff we like to do in case we get inspired;
our watercolor kit, books we’re reading, and backgammon.

The Public hotel is beautifully designed; every thing is white, light, taupe, and in its place.
Being creative in a hotel room has a nostalgic romance. I would enjoy an extended stay.

I can’t help but think about Patti Smith, Robert Maplethorpe,
The Chelsea, and Just Kids. We order coffee and talk in bed.

Dressed for dinner, Mel sits on the floor and irons her hair.

It takes a few minutes and I notice how patient 40 feels.

I’ve seen her do these exact steps many many times.

Just about done and she strikes a lovely pose. In a few minutes we’ll be down in the lobby
having drinks while we wait for our table.

Happy together in anticipation.

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