|Home Sweet Home
||[Dec. 7th, 2004|02:50 pm]
What an amazing weekend. It ended on a slightly sour tummy, but it was so worth it. I was late getting home. I woke up sick Sunday morning. There was no way I was boarding a plane while throwing up, so I cancelled that flight. I ended up flying out of JFK and can I just say....American Airlines is the bomb. There's a reason I'm loyal to them.
New York was wonderful. It was only half as wonderful as the people I spent the weekend with. It just wouldn't have been all it was without them all there.
If you don't do anything else....ever....take yourselves to see Avenue Q. It's such a good show. Funny, but the obvious reality of all of it is what makes it so good. It's just...real.
Now....without further ado.......
Dawn, Nikki, Holly and Jill at dinner on Saturday night.
Keite says something. Holly makes dorky face. Film at...."HEY! No film, k??"
What do you get when you put the GSC on a bus to Avenue Q? A busload of singing, inside joking loons. Sucks to be you! No, we won't shut up.
Can you spot the dork? LOL.
The GSC girls Front L to R: Keite, Holly, Nikki, Dawn Back L to R: Kari, Christina, Jill
You know the girls already. So I'll just name the guys. Far left is Tim, on the other side is Tom, Alvin and Keir.
Us singing "It Sucks to be Me" at T.G. Whitney's Saturday night.
Sunday night after the show. Our waiter, Giovanni, was absolutely wonderful. We wanted to bring him home with us.