Wow!!

That last two days have been a blur. Me ad Erika decided to go see West Side Story because the Times had given it such a good review. We did the lottery and I won! I was so excited to finally see this show. I must say however it was extremely disappointing. The dancing was good, but the sets were lacking. Tony was really weak and almost the entire show was in Spanish. Literally in Spanish! All my favorite songs were sung in Spanish!! Entire conversations in Spanish!! My poor friend Erika who had never seen the movie or heard the songs before had no idea what was going on. The worst part was the song 'There's A Place For Us', instead of Tony and Maria singing they brought out this random kid who sang the whole song. The only saving grace of this show was Riff and Maria. They were both spectacular. Maria's voice was so amazing! But overall, do not pay money to see this show unless you enjoy Spanish musicals.

Today we had brunch at Bubby's (sooo good!!), rode bikes in the park, and saw the play Mary Stuart. This show is a must see! We were in the front row and for those of you who have no fear of things flying out at them, this is the best seat in the house....you might also want to bring a poncho. They did things on that stage that I didn't think were possible. At the end me and Erika only had one word for it "WOW!". The women are dressed in period clothing while the men were dressed in modern suits like secret service men. It totally threw us off at first but it really made the story timeless and real. There is also an entire scene with rain, not fake rain....real rain! Not a light drizzle, but pouring rain! The entire confrontation scene with Mary and Queen Elizabeth was done in rain and on a flooded stage. The actors were incredible.

Tomorrow we are going to Alice's Tea Cup for brunch, Church, and then the much anticipated Billy Elliot followed by dinner at Grimaldi's (best pizza in the world). Really looking forward to it.

P.S. I got a hair cut. I love it. I have bangs again, but its very different!

Together At Last!

I feel like never left the city. Everything is exactly the same. The subways, the food, the theaters, the cold. How did I ever leave? I just arrived today and my mother demanded that I write in my blog every day, so unfortunately I am going to subject you to more of my poor writing skills.

I flew in on jetblue, which now has a brand new terminal in JFK. I usually dread going to JFK because it is so ghetto, but walking through the new terminal was spectacular! I love jetblue!! It still takes 45 min to get your baggage at baggage claim, but I guess that's some kind of signature JFK has and doesn't want to change.

So tonight me and Erika went to the new Shake Shack uptown. Best burgers in the city! It was so nice to not have to wait in line for 2 hours at the original one downtown. Afterwards we went to Magnolias bakery and I got my beloved cupcakes! I almost forgot how wonderful...Hannah gave me a very good reminder a few weeks ago:). We then went to see 17 Again. Not a must see, but definitely cute. We are currently trying to map out what we want to see on Broadway, but its so hard because there is so much!! Well I am sure with our combined forces we will be able to get into all the shows we want....If i don't die form exhaustion first.

So happy to be back with Erika again!

I Hate Chocolate

Well I hope everyone has/had a wonderful Easter. I am most looking forward to the food. I think traditionally we have leg of lamb or something, but this year we got a honey baked ham. I love ham!

one of the biggest down sides to this holiday is the candy. Would it kill the candy industry to make something that is NOT covered in chocolate? Every year when I was little (and still believed in the Easter bunny) I would ask for a basket full of skittles. Every flavor of skittles. To my dismay I would always find my Easter basket full of chocolate. The worst was the giant chocolate bunny. Who eats a solid block of chocolate? In my desperate hours I condescend to eating chocolate, but it makes me sick.

So this Easter will be very interesting because my mother picks the chocolate off of everything and leaves the inside whereas I pick the chocolate off so I can eat the inside. My dad gets frustrated when he finds decimated candy in the rubbish and tells me and my mother we should work together. To that we both said absolutely not. So life goes on with my parents yelling at me for picking off the chocolate and me and my dad yelling at my mother for only eating the chocolate.

What Red Button?!?!

Today everything went as usual. Morning doctors appointment, answering team/parent emails, workout, and then I went to work. While at work things were going well. Kids were in the middle of their main set when I noticed huge explosion of water in the pump area. Me and my coaching partner Steve were stunned and started running around trying to figure out what happened. One of the huge main pipe thingys cracked or fell off or whatever. So for those of you who haven't seen me around cars, or pipes, or anything that requires a mechanics eye, I am no better than a 6 year old. I called everyone and of course no one answers the phone. I finally get my boss who tells me she can't be there right away and is trying to explain how to turn off the main pump.

"OK, don't panic. Just go into the pump room and right next to the chemicals there are a bunch of grey boxes on the walls and on the side there are 2 big red buttons. Press both buttons."

So I go and look, but I cannot find anything that looks remotely like a button, let alone anything red. I looked all over the sides of the walls! It was one of those moments where you truly feel like an idiot. A few minutes later another coach came by and showed us where the buttons were. Not only where the buttons NOT red, but they were hidden on the side of one of the boxes, not a wall...there was no way I would have ever found those buttons.

So my seemingly uneventful day turned into a very enlightening one. Who knew that I had become the latest target for terrorist (aka parents) attacks! Unfortunately their plot to destroy me failed! I thought that the pump room was a very clever way to distract me and put me in a situation where I was the most vulnerable to public scorn, but I kept my cool and found the red button!!....sort of.

Am I a hero? Yes, yes I think I might be...