Shoot. I meant to do a post about Gotcha Day. It was two years ago on Tuesday that we met Quinn. We had a fun day of celebrating (with pictures to boot). And when we get back, I'll post the pics. But in about 15 minutes, Steve and I are out the door for a long weekend in New York City. Kid free. There will certainly be pictures and stories to come.
Several moons ago, I used to live there and thought I would die there. Well.... now I live in Ohio. Oh well. But nothing thrills my heart and pumps life into my soul like time in the City. Not to mention some amazing friends who are still there. So for my birthday present this year, Steve suprised me with a trip to the City. Yep, I might tinkle in my pants just thinking about it. So I gotta run so that we can be at the airport with PLENTY of time to spare (Steve would roll up as the doors to the plane were closing if it were up to him.) Have a great weekend and please pray that we don't expire in a pool of our own sweat as we ride the subway! Shoot, maybe I will die in NYC after all! mmmm... but what a way to go.