it is nice to have people visit. they to remind you to leave the house, even when you don't have to.
my sister in law is visiting us this weekend. as she was heading into the manhattan saturday night to meet up with friends, we were trying to decide what to do on sunday afternoon. we left "up in the air," as we often do, because we are used to not doing much and the thought of doing anything not involving laundry or grocery shopping sends us into a frenzy. plus, we are bad decision makers.
after wondering, "gee, what the heck are we going to do?" i remembered: i live in new york city! that's awesome! there's all sorts of things to do in new york on a sunday afternoon.
next weekend is chinese new year. we could head into chinatown and see if they are sprucing the place up for the big day and eat a cheap lunch. gung hay fat choy!
we could walk around greenwich village and then head to the east village for a katz's mammoth pastrami sandwich. maybe swing by the orchard street shopping district on our way home.
we could go to the meatpacking district and see all the swanky stores that don't sell clothes in mother-of-two sizes and remember back to when "meatpacking district" was a place nice girls never went. ever. (unless you were a lady butcher.)
we could go to a museum. on second thought, the scarring is still to fresh from trying to culture my son at the met so maybe not.
we could head to times square. maybe see the freaky madame tussaud's.
walk over the brooklyn bridge. take a ferry ride to staten island.
the possibilities are endless. i heart ny.
and a very happy 4th birthday to andie's little boy john michael. hope your day rocks!