A little stroll...

The other day my team at work took a little field trip up to the Met to go see the Punk: Chaos to Couture exhibition. As far as the exhibit goes... I really don't know. A part of my really liked it and a part of me really hated it. It seemed a bit half-assed even though obviously (I mean, it's the Met) it's not, and like the subject was a bit of a reach. Also, I've just never really been a fun of early UK punk and since it was basically about Vivienne Westwood and SEX and early UK punk... Oh well. I still loved some of the pieces and the recreation of the CBGB's bathroom was entertaining.

Aaaaaaanyway, we were planning to go up to the roof of the Met and enjoy a tasty beverage but OF COURSE it was closed that day. We enjoyed the sun up there for a minute before all scattering and going our separate ways. I chose to take a little walk through the east side paths of Central Park before going on impromptu hang with a friend. So good. SO GOOD! Somehow I've never seen the model boats on the Conservatory Water so that was cool. And the weather was beyond perfect for taking a little break to sit on a rock and people watch. Oh, and to chase a squirrel. What can I say, I'm still traumatized by those Montreal squirrels, gotta get back at their kin...

And now, I'm off to go help my honey kick off his birthday celebration weekend. I did such a good effing job with his birthday gifts, if I do say so myself. Whoohoo!

Homeward bound...

Almost every evening when I leave work, I walk from 23rd and 5th all the way to 1st Avenue to catch the L train. Sometimes I go down Broadway to Union Square and then walk along 14th St but most days I like to walk through Gramercy. I decided a few weeks ago that if for some reason we ever were to move into the city, I'd like to live in Gramercy. Provided I can get a key to that park...

When my folks came to town, day four

And sadly, the last full day of their trip... All good things come to an end and what not. We woke up to a rainy day that was just perfect for going to the Museum of Natural History. Can't go wrong with that one, right? We didn't go through the entire museum but I had to show my dad the dioramas and the whale. Check! Of course, we hit Levain after that and now my mom is completely obsessed with recreating those unbelievable cookies. Too bad I can't be there to taste her attempts.

When my folks came to town, day three

That third day, two weeks ago now (what!!), we went to the Empire State Building. I had been once before on my very first trip to NYC in August 2002 but Alan had never been. Even the most hardened of New Yorkers loves that building (just not the hours of waiting in line to go up...) so you know we had a great time. All of the great art deco details were gorgeous and the lobby (recently renovated) was stunning. Too bad the haze prevented me from many good shots of the city itself... Oh well. Still worth it.

So here's the thing...

I'm still not done with the posts of my parents' visit and I can't really stop because we did a lot of stuff and I'm compulsive about things like making sure that I post all of it. And it's a good thing we did a lot of stuff, all of which I photographed extensively, because this past weekend was spent celebrating my friend Lauren's upcoming marriage (she has a really great blog, Fourth Floor Walk Up that you should all check out).

First I sold some clothes (including three huge bags some European girl gave me when she got tired of waiting and wanted to go play in the sun...) and got this:

Which I used at the bachelorette party to buy this:

And then, a bunch of these:

And then, the next morning, once the bride showed up (while the only time available for the shower was the same weekend as the bachelorette party, it made for a much later start than originally planned for brunch...), I ate this before cheering for her adorable presents:

And then, I spent the rest of the day in bed and it was wonderful.

The end.