Friday Night Fun

Lest anyone get the false impression that NY life is all glitz and glamour, all fancy restaurants and big sights - I present to you the last 3 hours of my Friday night.


That’s right, I’ve been shuttling to the basement every 45 minutes or so to get rid of the Everest-size pile of clothes which somehow appeared over the course of the last fortnight.  In between shoveling quarters into the washer and dryer and folding what seemed like every article of clothing we owned, I watched a couple episodes of Friday Night Lights (season 1) on Hulu.com. 

Like I said, riveting.

Where was Tracy during all this fun?  Completely cashed out on the couch after a adventure to Queens with Hannah during her day off.  The two made their way to Panera, Taco Bell, and TARGET of all places - creature comforts of suburbia that we city folk just don’t get enough of.

Oops - it’s 12:55am - gotta run.  I think my last load is done in the dryer.