Greetings from New York City dollies! I have been having the most amazing time. I got my hair done at an uber fancy salon at the Plaza Hotel, I saw a fantastic Broadway show, and I’ve spied beautiful fashions and art. My senses are reeling. There is so much to see and do… and eat. I have been grazing my way steadily through the city, one cookie at a time. This holiday is going to require a rigorous detox, that’s for sure. My thighs feel so fat and gross at the moment. Still, that didn’t prevent a cab driver from proposing to me LOL! I had to pay my fare though, so that sucked a bit. Only in New York *le sigh*. Today, I’m very excited to watch the fireworks display here in Manhattan. I’ve never done anything like this before. I have absolutely know idea what to expect.
Part of me wishes I wasn’t going alone. In the midst of all the good times, sometimes I start to feel just the teensiest bit sorry for myself, I’m ashamed to admit. Sometimes something lovely, like the ice cream that I had yesterday, can trigger memories that I wish I could keep locked away forever. They are memories which make me feel very alone and isolated despite being in a city absolutely teeming with people. The other part of me says, “F*ck that! This is Independence Day, put on your big girl panties and be independent!” Maybe there is no man to hold my hand (except during the brief exchange of taxi fare), but I’m also not willing to roll over and die. My story is far from over.
Speaking of that, I’m about to embark on a new chapter. I have some awesome news to share ☺️. Moi was offered a new job. I start on the 13th! I am thrilled. The pay is better, but the feeling I got when I pressed “send,” on my notice of resignation? That was priceless. Independence Day indeed!!!
Okay, I suppose that’s enough about me (well for now at least). Wishing you and your family a spectacular 4th of July.