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The Big Apple, The Windy City and life....

Since you last heard from me very very cool things have happened!

Son graduated from NYU. With honors. He proudly presented me his transcript as part of my Mother's Day gift. Holy God! He created a dream, followed that dream, then absolutely totally without any hesitation realized it.

And now, well, now he heads over to Abu Dhabi for a year to help establish the new NYU branch over there. Really. How cool is that?

New York was...everything you'd expect it to be. It was colder than we'd planned (of course), so Daughter and I were layering up big time with Hubby's drifit stuff...thank goodness he always over prepares!  It also rained, but not New Mexico thunderstormy stuff, just cold drizzle...so we popped up our umbrellas and kept on doing what we were doing...

The city still doesn't sleep, though we managed nicely during our stay -  a rarity. I think the trash truck that's been permanently assigned to me during my visits was on vacation...because there was no 3 a.m. banging and clanking and general commotion this time, which was awesome!

Graduation, well, it was very very cool! Radio City Music Hall, Yankee Stadium, the whole thing was a spectacle of the best possible kind and designed to celebrate the significant event that it was designed to celebrate.

We smiled, we shopped, we ate, we saw a show, we spent time with Son when we could, we met other families of his friends at a post-Yankee Stadium gathering, we walked and walked and walked and walked and saw a ton of NYC...which was exactly what we had intended.

So now, well, now I'm getting set to head to Chicago for a tradeshow. A restaurant show, the biggest one in the world, so it should be good. We have a booth, a new and improved offer for this industry, and tons of energy to focus on the effort.

I need to pack.

I need to organize my thoughts, maybe go for a run in the morning to clear my head, and just relax into the next five days which will be chaotic as only tradeshow-focused time blocks can be.

Things I hope for:

Warmer weather than last year. Do not want to freeze my tush off again. (Though, since I'm taking my nice leather jacket, it will certainly heat up, right???)

A relatively peaceful journey to and fro. This time of year anything goes with weather, so I'm hoping for gentle vs stormy nutso stuff. I know, I know...what a wienie, right? Yep.

Some decent food. I'm traveling with a former chef who's joined our team, and to whom I've assigned the task of finding great restaurants for us during our stay. He's already found a wonderful group, so the whole cuisine piece of this is looking promising.

Sleep. I'm packing my favorite bath salts in the hopes that our hotel actually has tubs. I love to soak at the end of the day. It's the best way to work out the kinks that accumulate from standing for 8 hours then walking for a gillion miles. And, a nice bath makes sleep easier, too, which is lovely.

Things I'm bummed about:

I won't be able to watch the season finale of Grey's Anatomy with Daughter. (And text madly with my friend JL who is my Grey's buddy, and with whom I broke land speed records during our voyage from the hotel lobby to the closest room in Ft. Lauderdale to watch that night's episode...it was ridiculous and fun and we still giggle about it.)

I will miss a great weekend at home, a weekend that will hold lovely weather, flowers lovingly planted by Hubby that are now riotously blooming in our yard, and the sense of calm and relaxation that only time at home can provide.

For now, it's onward through the fog. Into the mystic. Plunging through the final items on To Do list. And hoping for no last-minute catastrophes at the office before I depart.

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