Thursday, July 09, 2009
So here's the deal
I have been having this wicked fantasy where I jet off for a weekend in New York City to shop, eat, sight-see, shop, eat sight-see, you get the idea. Out of nowhere, Traveloc1ty sent me a notice of a package deal, air and hotel from my nearby airport to NYC. It is only 385 bucks people. This is for two nights at a nice place in mid-town near everything and the subway for things it isn't near. I called a friend and left a very cryptic message for her to call me back. We are both in semi-depressive states so this is completely crazy and our last conversation revolved around how our kids are sucking the life out of us financially. Why am I even thinking about this??? Because I can. I have no idea if it will pan out, but shit, it sure sounds like fun. I am fairly well acquainted with NYC having been there 4 or 5 times but it has always been with A MAN who HATES shopping, or rather browsing and negotiating with street vendors. He is good for about 2 blocks in Chin@town and he is done. But, going with another girl, we could wipe those streets up. I never spend much money when I am there, I just soak up the smells and sounds and sights. I love eating the street fair food, grabbing the pretzels from the roach coach, and there is pizza every 12 feet. OH, I just realized that I could probably go the MOMA there this time. When I go with BigD we are required to spend a ridiculous amount of time in Irish bars (and you have NO idea how many of them there are in NYC!). Even walking in Central Park, having brunch in the Village, popping in and out of the trendy shops where the well-to-do drop cash like crumbs. Does it sound like I am really considering this? It does to me. BigD will crap if I tell him I am taking off for a girls weekend to the city. I am going to be 52 in a couple of weeks and have never done this before. If it does happen, he has absolutely NO ground to stand on to say "no"...he has been away three times this year with his pipe band so if this pans out, he had better not even raise an eyebrow or things will not be pleasant in the half-nuts house. Am I crazy? I can't decide if I want my friend to call and scream YES or if I need her to tell me that I need to take a walk and get a grip.