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Guess what today is?

Don’t say Hump Day… Don’t even say it…

 

SWEET BABY JESUS, TODAY IS THE DAY!

 

Okay… okay.  Bring it down a notch.

Let me tell you about the last 48 hours first…

So yesterday, Tuesday, the husband and I crawled out of bed at 2:30am and got our sleepy behinds out of the house in Toledo somehow managed to arrive at the airport in Detroit on time for our first flight.

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Good morning from 25,000 feet over… Kentucky maybe?

We flew from The D to Music City USA, Nashville, TN, first, and were able to have enough time there to utilize the facilities and score a couple of cookies from an airport cookie stand.  Our connection there left about 40 minutes after the first one landed, so we had just enough time before we were off on the second leg of our journey.

From there, we were off to New York.  The flight was uneventful, though I managed to get a window seat, but all I saw was clouds for most of the trip.  I also had to ask the flight attendant for hot water so I could mix up my herbs.  Pretty sure I looked suspicious with my little canisters of powder in my purse, but no one said anything to me…

Now I haven’t been to the city since high school, and honestly, I wasn’t sure what to expect because I know so much has changed over the years.  The airport itself was packed with people, as one might expect in a city as populous as NYC.  We managed to find a taxi and started off toward our hotel.

We had some time to kill when we arrived, though, having sort of forgotten that even early check-ins don’t typically allow you into your room as early as 11:30am.  We left our luggage with the front desk, and headed out to explore the city.

Since our hotel is in the Chinatown/Little Italy/Soho area, we were not disappointed in the people-watching.  After walking for a bit, we got some coffee (tea for me, thanks) and sat in a little park to decide where we wanted to go next.

A sculpture in the park.  I don't know what it is, but it looks like taffy... I'm willing to bet it probably tastes like Hep C, though.

A sculpture in the park. I don’t know what it is, but it looks like taffy… I’m willing to bet it probably tastes like Hep C, though.

Ultimately, we decided that since we could see the new World Trade Center building above the rest of the skyline, that we’d walk over and check it out a little closer.  The memorial site is still being worked on heavily, so we weren’t able to get in, but the building itself was beautiful, and I can see why people say that it’s like a symbol of hope standing guard over the city.

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We walked down to Battery Park and just enjoyed the sights from there.  We took some photos by the water and did touristy things where there weren’t a lot of people around to judge us for being touristy.  Ha.

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Aw, New Jersey… Looking good from here!

The fall colors are beautiful in the city this time of year – I’m so glad we didn’t miss the window before everything turns brown and dies!

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This isn’t the best picture, but the husband really wanted a shot of the spire of the Empire State Building over those pretty trees there.

We walked and walked and walked some more, before we had finally killed enough time for our hotel room to be ready.  As we walked back to Soho, we decided that we were le tired, having been in three different states, two airplanes and a taxi, and having walked a good 10 miles since 3am.  As we got back to the hotel and got our things unpacked in our teeny-tiny (but nice!) hotel room, we made the mistake of sitting down on the comfy bed.

In our defense, there was no where else to sit, let alone stand, at the time with our stuff all over, but we ended up just vegging out in bed, watching Moonshiners, in the most exciting city in the nation.  And then we napped.

This city may never sleep, but we Midwesterners sure do.

Ultimately, we got up and got moving around dinner time, and ended up at a cute little place in Little Italy.  We had rice balls stuffed with sausage and peas, a giant pasta dish to share, and the husband ordered me my favorite dessert, crème brûlée.  It was a great meal and experience, and as we were preparing to leave, we learned that the table next to us had flown in from the Detroit area, too.  We chatted for a few minutes, wished them safe travels back to the homeland, and then went on our way.

It really is a small world, even in a HUGE city.

After traveling, lugging luggage, walking all over, generally stressing out about everything, and a full meal of carbs and sugary dessert, we were wiped out.  Back to the bed we went, and I fell asleep with my laptop in my hands, intending to write this post twelve hours ago.

But, alas, here we are now, and thankfully so, as I doubt I’d have been able to string two words together last night.

Which brings me to The Other Thing.

I haven’t yet written what I want to say on stage tonight.

I KNOW.  I’ve had ALL THE TIME.

I mean, I know what I want to say, but not how I want to say it…

I guess I’ve just been occupied with my dress and shoes and travel arrangements, but as I write this now, cozy in my bed in my tiny hotel room in the biggest city in the US, reality is hitting me.

HARD.

The hours of this day are going to fly by as we have so much to do.  This event starts at 6pm, but I need to be there by 4:30.

Somehow I need to get breakfast, lunch, herbs and vitamins, showering, primping, and acceptance speech writing all into that short period of time.

I can do it, I know, but it’s still just as intimidating as when I thought about writing it two months ago…

With that, I better go and attend to my many responsibilities.  As well as wake up the husband, who is somehow still asleep while I click-click-tap next to him.

Speaking of him, here’s a cute picture I took of the man in question yesterday.  What a sweetie.  🙂

He said it would be chilly in New York, so he wore a coat and grew a beard.

He said it would be chilly in New York, so he wore a coat and grew a beard.

I better get going, but I wanted to keep you all updated as much as possible because, after all, you are the reason I’m even HERE right now.

So for that, and for so many other things over the past four years:

Thank you.

Thank YOU.

THANK YOU.

Now wish me luck so I don’t fall down onstage or say vagina in my acceptance speech.  🙂

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7 comments on “Guess what today is?

  1. Ashleigh
    November 6, 2013 at 9:24 am #

    You are going to be just fine. Just think, you’re talking to us. Your fans, friends, sisters. That’s not so hard, right? You do it quite well all of the time!! So proud of you. Post lots of pics and send us an update!! Xo

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  2. damelapin
    November 6, 2013 at 9:42 am #

    good luck!!! and thanks for the pics 😉

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  3. jackie
    November 6, 2013 at 10:16 am #

    Good Luck Tracy!!! I think if you said Vagina on stage, it would be the most memorable speech ever! 😛 in all seriousness, you will do great! 🙂 just picture everyone naked!

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  4. nonsequiturchica
    November 6, 2013 at 10:34 am #

    Good luck! I would think it was pretty awesome if you were able to work vagina into your speech! 🙂

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  5. Michelle
    November 6, 2013 at 9:09 pm #

    Congrats!!! You deserve everything you receive. Enjoy NYC…my favorite place in the world!XOXO

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  6. Heather
    November 7, 2013 at 4:25 am #

    I’m enjoying your trip to New York through you. I went in 1998 and climbed the old world trade centre. That new one looks awesome. Good luck for your speech!

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  7. notwhenbutif
    November 8, 2013 at 12:17 pm #

    Huge congrats again! I’m so sorry I couldn’t hear your speech in person, but I’m sure it was just as phenomenal as you are!

    Oh, and a large part of me really does hope you found a way to work a vagina or two into that speech. Seems fairly fitting, actually… 😉

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