lost in new york

i have 100 stories to tell.


a little at a time.


on friday, kyle had class and graduation ceremonies.


i was not invited.


kyle sent me on my way, telling me where (exactly)
to go and shop for grace (h&m=love!).  i found a 
slice of pizza and a black and white cookie and a park.


the obama motorcade passed by--which in and of itself
wasn't as cool as the actual motorcade of 50 (or more)
nyc police cars--lights on and sirens blaring.


it was a SERIOUSLY amazing spectacle to behold!


you could see the whole line up lighting up the street
for several blocks.


i apparently also JUST missed justin beiber at macys
that morning (the block kyle sent me on to circle
contained macy's).


which was OK with me--some tweenage girls got a little
out of control when the beiber walked into the store
for the launch of his new perfume and had to be controlled
by the police.


our one celebrity sighting (there is always one in nyc)
was Michael Gross from the old series "family ties".


he was at the top of the ROCK with us. and sipping a 
starbucks coffee while we downed our dt coke and water.


i told josh this when we got him "yes he was on a show
from about 20 years ago.  in the 80's when me and dad
were growing up."


josh looked at me kinda funny and said "mom the 80's 
were WAY MORE than 20 years ago."


dang! he is so right.  we are getting old!


back to friday.  after successfully navigating a few stores,
pizza and the park i got back on the subway to go back
to the hotel and wait for kyle to finish up graduation.


however, he gave me the wrong directions and i ended up
completely lost.  some lady on the subway told me to get
off and go to another entrance and try again.  (ok-how
can i find that if i'm already lost???)


kyle was texting me with directions.  mark siddoway (who
was in town with his family) told me to go get more
lost with his family (how could i find them if i was lost?)
our friend scott asked if i could see the empire state
building (i could not.)


after a few chats with some nice policemen, a man with
dreads and another man who asked ME for directions (to
which i laughed out loud and exclaimed "i am MORE lost
than you!")  i found my way back to the hotel exiting
the subway JUST in time to watch a lady vomit all over
the middle of sidewalk.


i love new york.


and i was found.


life was good.