Here's the first part of Sassy's trip to NYC in case you missed it.
And here's the quick version: Sassy is one of my bff's and she visited us in NYC last week.
We walked the Brooklyn Bridge, a sure bet for making your friends fall in love with the Big Apple.
And then we took it a step further with authentic NYC pizza and a Brooklyn brew.
The next day was magical, I kid you not.
All sorts of activity made Central Park come alive on that crisp November day.
These littles played soccer...
while these raced sailboats.
We found a spot at The Boathouse and parked it for about three hours, talking and crying and laughing.
We made our way over to one of my favorite spots, Bethesda Fountain, and then the magic really began.
The sunlight on the water caught my breath as I reached for my camera.
I could tell you that a violinist and a cellist played Canon in D by Pachelbel as we made our way to the glowing fountain,
but you wouldn't believe me.
But it really did happen.
And then fairies danced a jig.
Okay, so they weren't actual fairies. Busted.
We experienced a benefit to the wack snowstorm of Halloween: an emptied view of The Mall.
That's Allison and me in the middle, finding our center and all that.
Sassy lives two hours from Pinkberry and I live two blocks from one, so at her request, we indulged.
Then we brought a little bit of The South to NYC and cheered on The Crimson Tide at
The Ainsworth, the designated bar for Bama fans.
Our Alabama IDs allowed us to bypass a huge line. Proud moment.
She looked at me at one point during her visit and said,
"Mols, did you ever think, ten years ago, that we'd be here in New York City because you live here with your husband and you love it?!"
If you had told me that was going to happen, I probably wouldn't have believed you.
That's the thing about magic... it catches you unaware and steals your breath every single time.