I Wanna Wake Up In A City That Doesn't Sleep

I have finally found a city that can keep up with me -- that caters to me -- that loves and accepts me for who I am.

One that does not judge me for wearing yellow paisley tights or my hair a little too big. One that thinks pink is the new black and the higher the heels the better. One that likes the fact that we all have our own smile and our distinguishing laugh.

I have found my soul mate in the city of NYC. We are destined for one another. It is like God placed us in the cosmic void to love one another -- it is serendipitous.

So since I will frequent this new lover of mine often, I decide to set some dates with him --

First, Serendipity. Oh my thighs cried out in glory as I devoured the Frozen Hot Chocolate.

and not just any frozen hot chocolate PEANUT BUTTER frozen hot chocolate. If anything in this world is destined for one another (other than me and NYC) it is peanut butter and chocolate. My like handles turned in to love handles. Amen.

Then I spent some time with Rand. She is my NYC BFF. And she epitomized everything about a NYC woman. She epitomizes everything I am not. She is smart - super smart. Independent - she rides the subway everyday. She has green boots and looks hot in them. She dresses like she just threw it on, but always looks amazing. She smells like life. Spending three seconds with her makes you embrace opportunity. Make you wish you could do it all over again. She knows every corner bar in Brooklyn. Can tell you what to order at a steak joint and a Peruvian pub.

Do they have Pubs in Peru? See why I need her?!? Anyhoo, I love her. I really really do.

And she introduced me to this new thing in my life called Ceviche. I had a wonderful friend tell me about it last year. And I thought he was kidding me -- raw meat in lime juice??? Oh, only if I would have listened to him. Only if I could turn back time...if I could find a way....I take back all the doubt. I am so sorry Ceviche Friend. I am so sorry I ever doubted you. I owe you some raw meat in lime juice and a hug. Cause Ceviche is the new lover of my soul.

Now my love handles and LUST handles.

The tuna was my fav...but I also sucked down the halibut and the shrimp and calamari and scallops and I licked the bowls. But we don't need to get into the details. They are of the devil.

Next on my list of dates with NYC was 5th Ave. Some may call it 5th Ave -- I call it "Entering the Pearly Gates and Walking on Streets of Gold" for short.

Prada, Louis Vuitton, Bergdorf Goodman...never heard of it? Me either. Until I walked in and went to the 5th floor. Oh heaven help my troubled soul. They had a FEATHER COAT. Did you hear me? A FEATHER COAT? It matched my pink boa I use to dance with in the living room when Dancing with the Stars in on -- you do it too, right?

Hello? Hello? Is this thing on? TAP TAP Anyone? {insert crickets}

Anyhoo, next time we have planned a show, ice skating at Rockefeller Center, and Coney Island.

This is the start of a beautiful friendship.

Amen.