This past week has been a blog entry waiting to happen, no joke. The day before Thanksgiving I braved public transportation and took a packed bus to NYC to meet up with my family. It took FOREVER. When I finally got off at the bus station, my dad met me and walked me to our hotel where ONE king sized bed in a sardine can room awaited me. Me and my 4 family members in one bed. Well 4 of us, one on the floor... you know it's bed when your mother yells, "everyone turn to your left!"
On Thanksgiving morning, we wake up to the sounds of drums- they are doing a mini run through of the Macy's parade... my mom yells, "Pants on, let's go!" And so begins our curbside adventure that lasted from 4:30 am-noon. I have never been so cold. The parade was amazing, but the nap after was almost as good. Then we had our "Thanksgiving" dinner at an Irish Pub where "Desperado" was playing and a lot of guys sat alone at the bar. It felt like that scene in the Santa Claus where Tim Allen lights the turkey on fire and he and Charlie have to go to Denny's for dinner...
Fast forward. We go to the movies, pay WAY too much, have an awkward moment at a grocery store where after we have everything on the counter they say "cash only" and it's back to bed again. The next day we spent about an hour at Dylan's Candy Bar. Funny fact? I don't care at ALL about fashion or big name designers. But gourmet candy? Be still my heart.
6 hours later, after being piled in the car together, we make it home... and I wait for my 5 year high school reunion (which is Saturday). WHAT. A. TIME. It was amazing to see people I haven't seen in years, drink, laugh, and have fun... and feel completely confident doing it. I wish I had felt that confident IN high school. It made me realize how many friendships I missed out on. There was quite a bit of alcohol consumed and I can safely say it was like straight out of a movie at points. Ahhh, I love it.
Fast forward again. Monday I met Randy Moss with one of my wish kids. It was incredible... HE is incredible. He made this kid's face light up with literally every word he said. I was impressed.
Finally, story number 302948989.... Tuesday night I witnessed a knife fight on the T. Literally. I panicked, swore out loud obnoxiously, and thought to myself, "SERIOUSLY? I will not die on the T at Harvard Square."
The end :)
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