Flying to JFK tonight to see my baby. He'll pick me up from the airport, we'll take a driving tour of Brooklyn, and then check into our hotel in Greenwich, Conn. I couldn't be more excited.
There is so honkin' much to do in NY. Shows. Got tix for Ave Q, and my sis is trying for Doubt. Galleries. I'm pouring over yesterday's NY Times, and must pick up New York Magazine for more. Restaurants, like Share. The Guggenheim and Met. Crazy cool stuff going on over there on the right coast. It makes me want to relocate.
The thing about night flights is you have all day to wonder what it is you're forgetting. I'm so bored I'm considering getting a haricut which, honestly, I could use. Never put a pair of trimming sheers in the hands of a bored woman. You just never know what you might end up with.
OK, dishes, trash, nap. There is lots to do, really. Have a great 4th, y'all.
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