Eat in Chicken


This is the Susquehanna River, in my hometown, Harrisburg, PA. We took a quick trip over the weekend to visit family and do a joint birthday celebration for my sister and me. Me and my sister. My sister and I. Pick one.

Fun, useless fact: Did you know that Girl, Interrupted was filmed here? This is the Market Bridge, featured many times in the flick.  The movie starred Angelina Jolie  – in her Oscar-winning performance – and Wynona Ryder before her shoplifting days.  And that poor gal Britney Murphy, before her dead days.  The title of the post is an homage to one of her lines in the movie (she’s one of the patients in a mental hospital and is obsessed with owning a home with an “eat in chicken…” She’s also obsessed with eating whole chickens. It was a great movie. This was not a major plot line but I think of this line whenever I see a whole, roasted chicken. Freakish but true).

We came home to the below monsoon.


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Although I wasn’t leaving, I was coming home.  And I don’t live in New York, New York anymore – so my apologies to Frank Sinatra for all this mess.  I’m confusing, but I’m not completely insane. We drove through the city yesterday to get home (when I say “the city” I mean NYC. Always. Forever. The End. You should follow this rule too. It’s the right thing to do.)

We hit the George Washington Bridge just when the sun was poking through amazingly, thick black and white clouds. It was tropical and thunderstormy and beautiful.  Thunderstormy isn’t a word?  It is on my blog.

I took pictures because I knew you wouldn’t believe me unless I had proof. I left my big camera at home so these are my handy iphone pics.  iheart my iphone camera.   I forgot how fun it is.  I hereby promise to use it more.