Weekend in New York

This weekend my friend Marcy and I are going to New York. I’m very excited. I’m going to art museums and to see Wicked on Broadway. Marcy’s friend’s brother is connected with the traveling show; so, he hooked us up with producer houses seats. I, being a rube, had to look up what that meant. Basically, there’re the best seats in the theater. Pretty much my whole friendship with Marcy has been building up to this. She keeps joking that she feels like a hick going to the city. I joke that it’s the best date I’ve ever been on – too bad, it’s not with my husband.

And although, I’m a little worried that when we walk into the hotel they’ll take one look at me and say, “Ma am, could you and your seven dollar target shirt please leave.” I’m willing to take that chance in exchange for a weekend spent looking at art, eating at restaurants and seeing a show sans children!