Me, dad, C and hubby – off to the NY Auto show.

It was friggin freezing walking up 34th St at 10:30 in the morning so my first stop was a big store to purchase a hat, gloves and a scarf. I was not walking 6 blocks with no feeling in my ears and fingers.

Let me just say for the record, I will never go to the city with hubby again. I can understand those rushing around to get to and from work, but on a relaxing day out?

In the Javits Center I never lost C, we were constantly wondering where the hell hubby was – and always found him 20 foot in front of us. He had us rushing around like we were escaping a war zone.

He complained about the crowds, the price of the food (like that wasn’t to be expected) and from the gazillion top of the line cars to choose from, he fell in love with the Hyundai Entourage and all it’s gadgets (Which I must admit was pretty darn cool for the price) – I on the other hand was drooling over the Beamers.
THEN on the way home we get down the subway and you all know (well new yorkers do anyway) you have to get onto the first 5 carriages on the #1 train for the ferry right? – he jumps into the nearest carriage with C, doesn’t pay any mind to whether me or my dad are following. I had to scream at the top of my lungs from 15 feet away for him to get his ass off the train as the doors started to close.

OMG then he yells at me and gets an attitude cause we missed the train!

Dude, they come every 10 friggin minutes, and how in hells name were you going to get off at the ferry 9 carriages back.

It was a fast day, a cold day, but C was well behaved, dad had a ball and has a 100 photos of cars to prove it.