The Best Day on Earth!

I know it's been over 2 weeks- but I'm back in town and realize that I have alot of blogging catching up to do... so let it start with this:

The best day on earth was May 24th, 2008, the first official day of summer vacation. Here's how it went down:

Directly after school let out, I jumped on a plane at SGU and by midnight, I was hailing a cab at JFK. My driver promptly took the Brooklyn Bridge route and in less than an hour I was riding into my old neighborhood of downtown Manhattan. I pulled my suitcase across the cobblestone of Seaport and soon met up with Matt, Ash, Mom, Meg, and Mark. A few quick hours of respite and I awoke, happy as a lark, to be back in the city. We all seperated, and Ash I (following a complimentary breakfast: hello NY bagles!!!) rounded the corner past my old apartment (which went condo) and headed into Century 21, the most fabulous shopping mecca in all the world.

You'll never believe it, I managed to keep within my budget of $300.00!!! Next stop: Street fair in midtown (don't you just love the NewYorkled newsletter?... which I still read avidly). We met up with Matt and Mark and cleaned the place out of $2 jewelry. A polish hotdog and 10 pounds of beaded bliss latter, it was time for the grandaddy of pit stops in the village. Take a look at the pics below. If you know New York, and you know cupcakes, you know exactly what I'm talkng about. Mark didn't believe me when I told him I was buying 4 for myself and didn't plan on sharing a crumb! Divine delectableness!!! The line was half a city street block long but, as many of you know, it was worth it.


Next stop: Enjoy the most beautiful perfect day walking through the Villiage and into SoHo. We found the MAC shop and I unloaded more of my tax refund (alot more). After that it was time for Broadway (what else?), so we took the red line to Time Square and met up with Mom (who had been tapping all day at the Broadway dance center) just in time for the curtain call of Little Mermaid.

Then, just when you think it can't get any better, time for John's Pizza. FINALLY!!! real pizza. Get a load of this white riccota pure palate tintelizing perfectness!! I look horrible, but who cares, it's the pizza you should be interested in. I crave this stuff like you wouldn't believe!!!




Alas, with the bright hope of a new day in NY tomorrow, a full 10 weeks of no middle schoolers ahead of me, and the possibility of meeting Quinn for dinner tomorrow, I end the night in sweet dreams of summer.

Now if that isn't the perfect day, I don't know what is!