Okay, the bullet points seem to be sorta successful. I love the comments and have to say sorry I was a bit radio silent last week with them–out of town (see bullet pts. below). But if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. I’m going for number 3 here, and when I do have something really interesting to write, then I will, but for now, here you go:

*Went to NY last week with the oldest kid (16) and my mom. My son had to see a doctor back there. He’s fine–but we needed more info. on some stuff he is dealing with medically and the doctor back there was highly recommended. With Jet Blue miles, we decided to go. I have to say that I LOVE NY. I love the energy, the pace, the food, the show, the food, the sites, the food, the shopping (you can buy really cheap crap there and it looks pretty good. Got myself some $5.00 sunglasses, and a pair of “diamond” earrings for eight bucks, oh yeah and the food is good (did I mention that the food is really good?). However, I couldn’t live there. I am a true So.Cal girl–born and raised, and although I love the city, I am happy to be home where it’s 75 degrees pretty much everyday of the year. Am thinking the beach could be an option today since we are on break, but I have a book due NOW!

*I learned that boys show their love for their mom by teasing and rough housing. My son took it upon himself to brutally tease me on this trip. This can be annoying after hours upon hours of being picked on and told you are dumb or weird. My mom found my son’s teasing completely endearing and explained it’s his way of showing his affection for me. I agree, but i did have to pull out a “Silence! I will kill you!” A few times, which only led to a few more, “You are so dumb, Mom.” Yeah, I know.

*Avenue Q is excellent and if you are ever in the city with a teenager, take them! They will think you are sooo cool, until they remember how dumb you really are. Don’t take little kids to this. There is definitely an element of crassness, but hysterical all the same with some pretty good messages, like the internet was created for porn. Just kidding! I’m not like that, but that was one of the songs–the Internet for Porn song (*thus don’t take small children). No the best message was–all we have is now, and to make the best of it by remembering when you are in the thick of it, nothing remains the same. Everything changes–little by little–things change. This was important for my son who is in the thick of some crap right now (and me too), even though it was delivered by puppets. That didn’t take the message away (Think Sesame Street meets South Park).

*I adore my mom. She is super cool, and sweet and fun to hang out with. But even at almost 40 (GULP), I still want to yell at her, “You are dumb!” Yes, there were moments, although fleeting that I felt a bit annoyed just because she’s MOM. I am praying she doesn’t read this. I’m only kidding, Mom. You are the best. She is pretty funny. She kicked some poor midwestern guy out of a cab insisting we were there first. I’m not sure that we were, but the guy got out. We started calling her Ninja Nanny after that. She then wanted to cut in front of the line at the show because it was long. I told her that we couldn’t do that, and no one could take our seats–we did have tickets.

*If you go to NY, let me know. I will hook you up with my sister-in-law Cathy who lives in Jersey. She should really be a taxi driver in the city. She picked us up from the doctor in Jersey and took us back into the city. Granted we got lost and drove around for like 160 blocks, but hey, it was quite a tour from Harlem, to Central Park, to Uptown. And, man when the light turns green, you do not want to be in Cathy’s way, because she’s taking no prisoners. There was one poor woman walking across the street with her umbrella in hand, and Cathy just kept going. I thought she was gonna kill her. The woman then started yelling at her and Cathy is saying back, “You shouldn’t be talking on your cell phone while crossing the street, and having your umbrella in front of your face. Now move!” Priceless moments with family.

*Flying–I personally don’t care for it, and especially when you are in the back with some guy downing five vodka tonics, and who has the worst gas ever! God, I was glad to get off that plane. But I did watch Juno, which I thought was great! My son did too. I asked him what he thought and he looked at me out of the corner of his eye and gave me a thumbs up.

So, there you have it–bullet points from NY.

Back at you, and all that. Let me know about you!

Peace Out! (My now, thumping my chest with the peace sign and saluting you!)

Michele