So Lisa and I trucked our way up to New York. Flew up here 1.45 and we were parking to go into yoga. The teacher we expected wasn't there but it was a great class. So, yoga girls, slight WARNING, 3 minute song to boat pose. Don't worry though, I'll make sure I can do it before I make you. It's not easy. I liked it though. It's not just Axl anymore my friends.
Then sushi. Sushi and wine. Yum.
Oh, and on the way to my brothers apartment Lisa made me go into a tarot card reader. I remember years and years ago when my two friends Megan and Laura and I went to NYC with Megan's mom. We were like 13. For some reason her mom let us go on our own for a while. The details are all sketchy (because my memory is poor at best) but I remember her mom saying, "No eye contact!" So of course we had to make eye contact with everyone we passed. Then Megan decided she wanted to get a palm reading. It was very quick and she spent her only twenty dollar bill and said, "Just don't tell my mom." Slightly scam like. Let me say though, my reading was great. Within five minutes she told me exactly who I was, down to a t, or a tee(?) or not tea, right (?) that would be stupid. Also, rest assured friends, I won't be dying when I sky dive. She told me it will make me live longer. It will encourage my kids to take chances and not to be afraid. She said it's a good thing. I believe her. Never mind the whole place smelled like Thanksgiving dinner. It was somewhat unsettling for some reason, plus it was making me hungry again. We sat at a dining room table near a half finished red laquer kitchen. When I had to use the rest room some guy who was working there switched the handle on the door, couldn't get it to stay, then told me not to worry, he'd hold the door for me. Hmmm.... how 'bout that? I really had to go though so I said, "OK." When I came out Lisa looked at me like it was time to get the hell outta there. I had more to listen to though. So I sat, smelled their dinner, let her read my palm and decided I should probably come back today for a little more info. And don't call me narcissistic Kirsten, I'm only thinking of you, if I didn't check on my life span and things went sour (or down) who would you do yoga with? Who?
Now I am here waiting for cyberfriendmeredith to get downtown. She's here in NY, staying in the same hotel as Posh and Becks and she saw them on the way in. Fun.