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this post and it's entirety must be read with much vibrato...much like the musical genius that unfolds on BROADWAYYYYYYY (however this is nothing like the musical genius that unfolds on broadway))
We went to New Yooooork first claaaaass where they fed us warm nuuuuuts and we saw some cool peeeep-uuuuhl and I got my knock off baaaaag and then we came home and this is where we'll stay foreh-vaaaaah.
First day. SO COLD my eyeballs NEARLY froze shut. Seriously.
And then, in from the cold.......we got to meet in person.
THESE PEOPLE. and their darling little girls and all I wanted was to pick them up and squeeze them but the sign on the door said don't squeeze my kids so I just made due with their little sweet hands that would hold on to my leg for balance and the smiles and giggles that quieted the yearning to hear my own kids laughs.
REALLY cool people. So nice. So weird how natural it felt to hang out.
I wished we could have hung out longer and talked until that little Madeline warmed up to me.
And then.....on to the show. WICKED !!! So very wicked. Seriously so very wonderful. I had heard how great it was and sometimes when I hear how great stuff is, it aint so great after all.
And pardon my saying so, but I'm gay so of course everything is gay to me...but I so got a gay vibe between the witches.
For real.
(p.s. Jen and Nicole, I really liked the music, mostly the voices behind the music though...WOW !)
The 2nd day was warm enough to unzip our coats. Beautiufl.
And it wouldn't be NY if there weren't a famous sighting and what's NY without Mathew Broderick. J saw him coming out of a toy store. The same one we
were leaving from with our Crocodile, bottle of bugs and Hello Kitty bag.
yes I know....not New Yorky but the kids love them and Cameron is sleeping with his alligator right now.
We finished off our trip in New Jersey with family. We spent the last day with
our 1/2 sibs.
Love them.
I spent a lot of time trying to convince them both to leave their kids with us...you know, in case of their sudden demise. (I love those kids like my own)
WHAT ! OH come on. Everybody has to plan for the unexpected for hell sakes. It's not like I WANT them to die. I just want their children. IF they die. suddenly. without warning.
No really, I don't want them to die, but I really want their children. dead or alive.
NO ! Not the children dead. The parents dead. Not that I want them dead. I just want the kids. PERIOD !
GAWD ! I'm all jet lagged and mixed up.
my head is starting to get all foggy.
Ok, back out of the clouds.
I missed my children so much and it wasn't fun without them and all I wanted to do was come home but I tried to be in the moment even though the entire time I was thinking about them and all I wanted to do was hug their bodies and bury my nose under their chins and smell their smell and every time I thought about them my collar bones ached and my milk let down and my mind wandered and that was a lot and then I would ask J to call and check on them, PLEASE JUST CALL, I just need to hear their little voices and I can't sleep, AT ALL, and if we get overnighted in Chicago because of equipment problems I'm going to come UNGLUED !
So I guess it was a little harder to leave my kids than I thought.
I dumped a total of 150 oz of PURE GOLD this weekend. Pumped and dumped. UGH !
I wished there was a baby that was ok with my alcoholic mixture of vitamins and minerals that wanted to drink it while we were there. I hated dumping it.
(I pump 2 times a day now. It is enough to supplement my babies with 1/2 of their eating needs. 1/2 breastmilk, 1/2 formula. I will do this until my boobs call it quits)
One more star sighting. WHILE waiting for our delayed flight in Chicago we saw THE best of the best and cutest of the gayest designers Nate Berkus. Oprahs Golden Child.
He was only a few feet from us. We talked about getting a picture. I of course backed down. He is just as cute in real life.
Sydney didn't go to sleep until almost 2am and was up for preschool, Spencer is sick, Cameron is REALLY CLINGY, both babies were held ALL WEEKEND NON STOP (thank you girls) and I couldn't be happier. (contented sigh) I love my kids.
I leave you with another picture. The obligatory Time Square picture. Our room overlooked all of time square. It couldn't have been more perfect. (other than the pubic hair in the tub that first day)
I'm sorry I didn't get a picture of the girls. and our family. :(
That is SO unlike me.
Any way. Here you go !