First of all, I'm glad that as many of us that could go did go to support my aunt and her family in this time of sadness. I wasn't as close to Yvette as my younger cousins that were closer in age to her, but it was still hard to see one of us go so early. We all realized that the only time we get together now is for weddings and funerals. Regardless, it was nice to catch up with my cousins and give my aunt and her family diversions.
A few things I thought were neat about the funeral: We drove by their house on the way to the church and they placed a single red rose on their door. The pall bearers were all from the funeral home, and they carried her coffin out of the church on their shoulders. The guys running the show kinda reminded me of....mobsters. I think it was their accents, and their long dark colored winter coats. But, they were good at what they did.We got some camera time in. Originally, we had planned on getting pictures of the sunrise looking over Brooklyn, I think from the South Street Pier area. However, we got up a bit late, but still managed to get nice shots of the sun breaking through the clouds from the State Island Ferry.
We didn't quite make it to the South Street pier. Instead, we stumbled upon the Vietnam Veterans Memorial Plaza, then got side tracked by the colder-than-I-could-tolerate temperatures (Viv and LM had leggings or extra pants on to my pair of jeans) and the need for coffee. 
Outside the Starbucks we had found warmth and lattes in was the famous "Wafels & Dinges" truck. We decided that when we were ready to brave the cold again, we would try some of their 'wafels'. I tried 'de bacon+syrup wafel' (Scandalous and pretty much illegal in Belgium. Awesome in NYC), which was really good. If it wasn't so cold out, I probably would have also tried the 'WMD' (Wafel of Massive Deliciousness) with bananas, strawberries, dulce de leche, spekuloos spread, and whipped cream.
The gang had dinner at an Italian restaurant which I think was called Briostos. The sparkling water came in a bottle that said "Source Mountain of God". As Danielle put it, 'great marketing'. The food was pretty good. It was a nice way to spend the last evening together (well, the rest of us, except Karen, were going home the next day).
On the second leg of my flight home, I ended up sitting with one of the more interesting 'single serving' friends I have met on a flight. A shout out to Ontario from Baton Rouge.
Got to climb with Serena and her mom. I managed to get two new bruises, one on each knee. Since my climbing shoes have started to smell like....athletic shoes, I asked her what she does to keep them smelling....nicer. She uses a spray and something that has cedar chips in it. I had done some research about it the night before and found a forum where one of the responses was "It just amazes me that this topic comes up so often. Put your feet in your shoes, not your nose." Well, Ok then. Anyway, my right arm is sore, but not sure if that was from climbing or from sleeping on it weird.
So, the addition of T3 (Cytomel)...not sure if it is working already or not. I did have a headache yesterday, similar to the ones I was getting after my second surgery, when I was on T3 only. The side affects include headaches, moodiness,.....sounds like more PMS symptoms.....great. My left eye is starting to tear on its own again.....great.
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