I love New York!

Went this past weekend. Got in at 11pm on Friday because Jo was distracted by stupid Alfonso on the phone and missed the Jersey turnpike and decided to visit the north west side of Philly and trenton. House party with latin teachers galore. Quid est Praenomen tibi? Praenomen mihi est Jo Ann.

Saturday - food, shopping, more food, more shopping, great columbian restaurant in Brooklyn, dancing to DJ Rob Smith at Morrisey park in the lower east side with Brooke - met up with Clyde and his friend harry. sleep at 4:30 in the morning.

Sunday - flea market and 5th Ave in Brooklyn, then back south, this time on the Turnpike. I find out that New Jersey won't let you pump your own gas. Found this out when the gas attendant kept following me around as I drove from pump to pump, trying to get away from him because I kept thinking that i was in the full service section because he kept coming towards me! Rest stops are horrible - $7 for a Burger King meal. Highway robbery! Got home at 9pm. Got to the airport at 12am to pick up dad. whew. i'm tired.

Brooke, thank you for having me there and for making it such a great weekend. I truly enjoyed myself. And enjoyed watching you show us all up on the dance floor.

Becky - thanks for the belated b-day gift (yes, I know that it was my own fault in not coming to NYC). its been....life enhancing!! I'll let you know in a month if it really works!