I Really Shouldn't Be Writing This

I really don't have time to be writing this, nor will this likely be a very coherent post (sorry). Why?  Well, dearies, my mind is all a-swirl with happy thoughts and plans and panicky anticipation of the weekend to come - a weekend in which two directionally challenged (which might be the world's greatest understatement) girls will set out - alone - for a weekend in New York GLORIOUS City. 

I will be breaking out in a stress rash any moment now. 

So if you're the praying type, please send up a little request that:

1. We don't get lost and end up in a dark alley where lurks much evil and purse-snatchers

2. That we are able to exercise self-control and not spend a year's worth of income

3. That we will not gain 20 pounds worth of everything bagels and New York pizza

4. (and most importantly) That my home and dog-children will be intact upon my return as this is the first time my husband has been left to his own devices since our marriage.   

I will try not to bore you with many jealousy-inducing details about the trip, but I WILL be bringing my laptop so I imagine that there will be a braggy New York post or two.  I should at least post a few pictures of us as we bask in the sunlight and cool 70 degrees of Central Park in autumn. 

Hate me yet?   I would too. 

For your viewing pleasure, below is a picture I took in Central Park on one of my last visits, and I thought it looked cool and artsy (which was completely an accident).   

I promise to return refreshed and ready to produce many more blog posts that will be of more value to you than this one; have a fabulous weekend!!!

J