We just finished making our reservations for our NYC trip in 3 weeks--wahoo! We are going to be staying at the Crowne Plaza at Times Square. Which seems to be insanely placed right where it indicates--Times Square! {Note to self: bring earplugs for sleeping at night.} We debated staying there or more upper West Side with tree-lined streets and close to Central Park, but our overwhelming advice was, Stay close to the action.
This will be our 10th Anniversary trip, just my husband and me. Oh, what will we do with ourselves?...We'll paint the town red, that's what!
Why New York? Well, first of all, Broadway, hello? I must see Broadway, and since my chances of seeing it from center-stage-looking-out are slim to zero, I will take the Mezzanine! Secondly, this trip began 10 years ago when Steve and I were engaged. I had already planned a trip with my roommates to the City That Never Sleeps--we had tickets, ready to go. Well, then Mr. Owens came along, put me on Cloud 9 {which is really far from NYC}, and asked me to marry him on a day that would be just weeks after the planned New York trip....
I decided not to go. I did not see wisdom in spending all this money just weeks before we were to become poor newlyweds anyway. Not to mention the fact that the mere thought of being away from him longer than a night's sleep seemed like a rare form of torture. {P.S. I still feel this way.}
He always promised to take me there and so, a decade and many credit card points later, that day has come. We are giddy with the prospect of New York Bagels, New York Pizza, New York Bakeries....oh, and other stuff that's not food.
Anyone been there? Any fabulous hole-in-the-wall haunts that we should know of? {Danielle, remind me of the name of those you were telling me about...}
**And lastly, we are crossing fingers that the Swine don't interrupt our plans.**
This will be our 10th Anniversary trip, just my husband and me. Oh, what will we do with ourselves?...We'll paint the town red, that's what!
Why New York? Well, first of all, Broadway, hello? I must see Broadway, and since my chances of seeing it from center-stage-looking-out are slim to zero, I will take the Mezzanine! Secondly, this trip began 10 years ago when Steve and I were engaged. I had already planned a trip with my roommates to the City That Never Sleeps--we had tickets, ready to go. Well, then Mr. Owens came along, put me on Cloud 9 {which is really far from NYC}, and asked me to marry him on a day that would be just weeks after the planned New York trip....
I decided not to go. I did not see wisdom in spending all this money just weeks before we were to become poor newlyweds anyway. Not to mention the fact that the mere thought of being away from him longer than a night's sleep seemed like a rare form of torture. {P.S. I still feel this way.}
He always promised to take me there and so, a decade and many credit card points later, that day has come. We are giddy with the prospect of New York Bagels, New York Pizza, New York Bakeries....oh, and other stuff that's not food.
Anyone been there? Any fabulous hole-in-the-wall haunts that we should know of? {Danielle, remind me of the name of those you were telling me about...}
**And lastly, we are crossing fingers that the Swine don't interrupt our plans.**
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These roses from my garden, nestled in an old baby food jar. {'Cause I reduce, reuse, and recycle like that.}
My boys' hat fetish...reminding me of that children's book, Caps for Sale}. Oh, and also Preston's face right here. So him.
Then my mom presented a darling poster covered in packs of stick gum, with the following attached:
