||[Aug. 8th, 2014|02:04 pm]
This past weekend, I had my first "girls weekend" in years. I took the bus up to NYC where I met up with Michelle, Charlotte, and MJ (who I had never met before this). It's interesting to me - someone who doesn't have a ton of "girlfriends" - that we all got along so well the whole weekend. It's something to say that you can spend three days with people and not get tired of them. ;)|
The day I arrived, we trekked around Manhattan. Ray's Pizza, Trash & Vaudeville, Ricky's NYC - we just kept running. After some questionable "Mexican sushi" (don't ask), we went over to Big Gay Ice Cream. HOLY SHIT, you guys, this place was amazing. Soft serve + dulce de leche + salt + CRUSHED PRETZELS?! Yes.
Sunday, we relaxed quite a bit before meeting up with Charlotte's husband at a BBQ in Manhattan. I inhaled every carb on the menu...and then it was time for Hedwig. Sitting in the second row, I was close enough to see Neil Patrick Harris' pores. My face hurt from smiling. My eyes hurt from weeping. I usually hate this word, but I actually felt blessed that I had the opportunity to see him TWICE in that role. Okay, maybe "lucky" is a better word.
Monday was another lazy day for the most part. I missed my bus home and wound up getting home a bit late, but I didn't care once I was on the bus. I was high off the weekend.
Tomorrow, I'm doing something I haven't done in 15 years - I'm auditioning for a musical. I'm nervous and worried, but determined to do it. I've prepped about as much as I can, so at this point, it's just DOING IT. The worst that can happen is that they say "fuck no", right? ;)