But Before I get to San Francisco
I need to take a little more time to get my San Fran post ready (I have a few links for you), so thought I might post another girl’s weekend that took place just a couple months ago.
My favorite city, right behind San Francisco, would have to be New York. A few local gals and I headed to the Big Apple celebrate Miss Gwen’s 40th birthday.
Yes, I know, she looks AMAZING!
We were lucky to see two fabulous shows that exceeded my expectations–Wicked and Mary Poppins. Wicked’s music and storyline brought me to tears, while Mary Poppins played out like an old school, grandiose musical. The stage sets knocked my socks off. Each play was la-lovely in it’s own right!
We shopped SoHo,
strolled through Central Park,
navigated our way through the subway maze,
met up with my baby brother Josh and his cute girlfriend Jessica for a late night dinner,
basked in the glory of the Museum of Modern Art,
and relished each other’s company.
Not a bad way to spend your 40th, eh Gwen?
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Just completed a wonderful weekend with dear gals . . . thank you for visiting.
How fortunate for me to have friends that encourage intelligent and caring conversation, a love for arts in all forms of expression and just plain wicked fun. In one of the endearing little shops we visited in my lovely San Francisco, Miss Becky found a book which Miss Tasha then informed me we all must buy. I followed orders (I’m no dummy), hardly glancing at the book.
This morning while unpacking my weekend goodies and reflecting on my sweet memories, I came upon this unknown book and it fell open to this page with this amazing quote.
“I don’t want to get to the end of my life and find that I loved just the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as well.” Diane Ackerman
I stopped breathing for a few seconds and savored those few moments when time is suspended. YES, we all think this, but few say it as well.
I have my varying views on blogging. My lack of it lately confirms it. What are the motivations? Narcissism, reflection, journaling, keeping touch with distant family and friends or portrayal of an image or life that is inaccurate? I have not figured out the answer . . . but perhaps it doesn’t matter. It can be whatever it needs to be for the author.
For myself, I’m choosing it to keep a record of my life, the life where I want to fully live it’s width–to share my passions, my dreams, my memories, my movie of life.
It won’t be too personal, nor too frequent–I’m more comfortable with that. But it will be me.
So . . . hello! And if your curious what amazing shops and restaurants we discovered in San Francisco this weekend–stay tuned!
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