Falling in love...with brownstones

My weekend really was everything I hoped it'd be and more!

Flew into JFK Monday evening, pulled in around 9pm. Made it to the hotel no later than 10:15 and the gals started showing up around 11. Had a few cocktails at the hotel bar before heading out to Houston St. for some bar hopping. What a fun mess of a night that was had. Following that was consumption of NYC hot dogs and $30 worth of minibar snacks (which consisted only of a 6-pack of Oreos, bottle of water, and mini Pringles - RIDICULOUS HOTEL PRICING MUCH???!!!)

Saturday morning was spent shopping on Madison Avenue. I only went into a few stores, THANK GOD, because I did enough damage at Ann Taylor. Took the subway to Brooklyn in the afternoon and checked out Park Slope. It was breathtaking! I've been to Brooklyn before, but only when I was young so I never truly saw it for what it's worth. Actually standing in front of those gorgeous brownstones... it was just a different type of feeling. And it was trippy to think of how my parents grew up in Brooklyn and I grew up all over the place. Wondering what life would have been like had I ever lived in Brooklyn got me thinking. But, I digress.

After lunch (Brooklyn pizza!!!) was Prospect Park which I only dipped in ever so slightly. Had to meet some people for dinner shortly after. But it was nice. Would have been nicer on a warmer day, but that didn't stop a zillion people from jogging and biking and taking their leisurely strolls.

Headed back to NYC for dinner on the upper west side where I tried really hard not to get distracted by the huge glittery Sephora standing before me the second I got off the train. Distracted was an understatement. I literally ran up the escalator and breathed a sigh of relief upon entering my zone.

After leaving Sephora and again getting distracted by retail glory (hello Gap), I finally made it back to the hotel. Got ready for what would become quite a successful 3-hour dinner with "Uncle" Mike and some of his friends. Everything from politics (luckily we are all pretty damn liberal) to dream analysis and oldies music was discussed. Stuffed my face with a huge dinner and of course, dessert.

Went back to the hotel and watched Flashforward and passed out immediately after. Easter morning soon came and it was time to head to Long Island. Hung out with uber cool family and had me a few glasses of red wine.

Back to Grant Street I go. After stuffing my face with Easter dinner for some reason I was still hungry (the reason being that I'm a fatass) and ordered an insane amount of Chinese food.

FACT: I'm tired of typing/using my brain right now, so I'm going to make the rest fast.

Passed out early on Easter and ordered Pete's Deli the next morning (!!!!!), did my last minute packing and caught the train to Jamaica to the Air Tram to the terminal to the plane to Ft. Laud.

AND HERE I AM.

It really was an awesome weekend. I look forward to returning again. I get another taste of NY this weekend when I meet my gals in Miami. I don't see myself blogging until after that, so I'm out until next week. Ciao!