Concrete Jungle

Sunday night I put my precious little babies to sleep at Mom's, kissed their cheeks, wiped my misty eyes, and Jon and I took off on the 11:30pm flight. As hard as it was for me to leave behind my kids, I knew that I wouldn't regret it.

Have you ever heard the song, Empire State of Mind by Jay-Z and Alicia Keys? It makes me want to dance around and get back on the plane to New York. This chorus plays in my head all day long...

I'm gonna make it by any means,

I got a pocketful of dreams

Baby, I'm from New York

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There's nothing you can't do

Now you're in New York

These streets will make you feel brand new

Big lights will inspire you

Let's hear it for New York,

New York,

New York!

I felt every word of that song. I know it's hip-hop, ok, but I haven't grown out of it yet. We got to stay in Chris and Kimmy's peaceful, clean, and nice home, overlooking central park. While Jon went to his business meetings, I hit up Museum Mile and loved every second of it. It was wonderful, refreshing, and inspiring. That place is definitely overwhelming though, so much to see and do, and not much time! We stood in line for half-off tickets to Phantom... A.MAZ.ING. We had insider's tips with Chris and Kimmy on our side and so we ate well, got GREAT shopping, and found our way around those stinky subways (seriously, the urine smell is too much sometimes, ew!)

Oh, and to top it off... guess what song was blasting through Time Square? Yep.

Thank you Jay-Z and Alicia. Thank you Chris and Kimmy. Thank you Internet Business Conference. Thank you Jon. Thank you Mom, Mush, Rach, Dad (for taking such great care of Mary and Ashton).