Getting back to work today was weird.  I took yesterday off, making it a three day weekend.  But it felt more like I'd been away for three weeks instead of three days.  That is truly a sign of a good weekend.  One of the best I've had in a while.

Freddy, or as Ken refers to him as, my Texas husband, was in NYC for business and asked me to come play with him for the weekend.  I initially kind of wrote it off, coming up with some bullshit excuse as to why I wasn't going to go, but he asked again and I agreed.  I really don't know why I'm like this sometimes.  I spend too much time all caught up in myself that sometimes I feel like life is passing me by.  But I fought myself and I won the battle and headed to the city.

We both ended up arriving at approximately the same time.  My bus got off to a late start or I would have beaten him into town.  I got dropped off a few blocks from the train station, where we met.  I love that even though I haven't seen him in just over a year, it felt like it's only been a couple of weeks.  There aren't a lot of people I have that kind of connection with anymore, but it's an extremely comforting feeling.  We met up and headed to his hotel.  I would like to mention that I did NOT get us lost walking there.  Nor did I get lost going from the bus to the train station.  But that was probably about it for the weekend.

I can't say that the weekend was filled with too many specific things to talk about.  There are the times when I lead the way to someplace, but realized much later we were not heading even remotely in the right direction.  Or the time we took the subway to meet friends and ended up missing the stop by two stops.  Or the other time when we ended up in Queens rather than the Village.  Or watching winos pee in the park.  Or watching Freddy scream like a girl and run away from rats.  Both Saturday and Sunday we both got to hang out with two other friends, Eric and Brett, who happened to get married on Saturday.  In the best way possible.  They grabbed a few friends, headed to a bar and got married.  Super low key.  

We spent a lot of time walking all over the city.  It was fun because it's not something that I get to do too often.  When I'm in the city, it's usually for a specific reason.  In our travels, I spotted to pseudo celebrities.  First was porn star Adam Killian.  I noticed him and thought he looked familiar, but couldn't place him.  Then I saw him again and still couldn't place him.  Later I realized who he was.  I also spotted Project Runway winner Dmitry from two seasons ago.  This is the third time in a row that I've gone to NYC without Ken and spotted a Project Runway contestant.  I was down a few weeks ago and walked past Benjamin from last season and the time before I saw and talked to Christopher from Dmitry's season.

I didn't realize how badly I needed this weekend until it was over.

I'm very happy to say that it won't be much longer before I see all three of those guys again.  We're all attending New York Comic Con.  We'll get to do that and hopefully much, much more in October.

I didn't really take too many pictures this weekend, but here are a couple.

1 comment:

(F)reddy said...

Just hateful. Taking pictures of me passed out.