New York

I am back home! From my weekend in NYC. Well, to be technical, most of my weekend seems to have been spent on various trains, subways, and a bus. Hoorah.
Anyway. Had fun. Saw the not!boy. Rejoiced. Went to the Met to see Caravaggio. Was enamored with (of?) various statuary. Particularly Rodin. *hearts Rodin with big balls of fiery love* Walked through Central Park. Felt cool, albeit touristy. Saw Alyssa (yay Alyssa!) and her long island buddies. Was amused by their accents, and their complete unawareness of NPR. How do you not know NPR? It's national! *shakes head*
Yes. We stayed at my Oma's house, and were regaled by stories of her childhood, and all of her friends who are either sick or dying. *sadness*. Also, annoyed her with the not!boy's determinate non-vegetable/fruit/anything eating habits. She is convinced he's going to die of mal-nutrition. However, this cannot but help make me look good in comparison. When compared to Alex, I eat everything.
Walked a lot. And when I say a lot, I mean a lot. Just so you know. Also had a brief experiment with driving around Long Island. It failed. Luckily, no lives were lost in the attempt.

And then I came home.

Guess what! It's my birthday on Wednesday!

*cackles in mad joy*