New York Adventures

Some stories from my trip to see my family in New York for Christmas:

I got on the plane and there was this middle aged woman sitting in the window seat, the middle seat was empty for now (there was still a lot of people to get on and the flight was COMPLETELY full), and I was in the aisle seat.  So you know, I put my stuff in the overhead compartments and sat down and got all settled.  A flight attendant comes over and asks the window seat woman if that is her seat.  She says that she actually has the middle seat but was sitting in the window until the person came and she was gonna ask if they didn't mind switching.  The flight attendant tells her that the window seat actually belongs to a little girl whose mom's seat is back a few rows.  She asked if she didn't mind switching so that the mom and daughter could sit together.  The window woman said "NO".  So the flight attendant was like ok then.  Well you at least need to move to the middle seat so the little girl can get the window.  After hearing all of this conversation happen right on top of me, I told the flight attendant that I wouldn't mind moving.  And she was like really?  You wouldn't mind?  That is so nice of you.  So I grabbed my backpack and moved like 5 rows back, still in the aisle seat.  NOT a big deal at all.  So the flight attendant comes back over to me and was like anything you want during the flight it's on me.  And I was like ok that's cool, not really expecting much.  So by the time the plane starts, the middle seat of this new row is empty.  The ONLY empty seat on the whole plane.  So I had all kinds of room.  The flight attendant noticed this and she was like see, good things happen to nice people.  So I'm sitting there reading my book for a while when they start going around with these dvd players that cost $12.  And I was like ummm no thank you.  Then my friend the flight attendant comes over and is like Jill do you want one?  No, no, I'm good.  But she was like no, it's on me.  Well, if it's on you, of course I would like one.  So I had my own personal dvd player to watch movies and tv and such.  So you know they come around with food that is super over priced and not even good anyway.  The big hit was this gross cheeseburger.  So my flight attendant comes over and is like Jill, what would you like to eat?  Mmm, nothing really, I have a bunch of snacks in my bag.  She's like no, it's on me, do you want a burger?  No thanks.  How about a ham sandwich?  No, no.  Oh wait, are you a vegetarian?  Actually, yeah I am.  Oh, ok let me check in the back and see what we have.  She brings me over this awesome snack mix with rice crackers and dried garbanzo beans and pumpkin seeds and things.  So good.  And a big bag of cashews.  Yum.  And she was like if you want anything else to eat just let me know and I will find something for you.  Sweet deal.  This is nice.  Ok so seriously, EVERY time she passed by my seat (which was fairly often), "Jill, how are you doing?  Do you need anything?  Is the flight ok?"  I one point she stopped by my seat and asked if I wanted a cocktail.  She was like my personal flight attendant.  It was awesome.  So the flight went super fast.  I had a lot of space next to me, watched a nice movie, read some books, and ate some good food.  And really it was not that big of a deal to move back 5 rows.

So yesterday my sister and I took the train down the city to meet two of my friends to go see the tree and such.  It was pretty epic.  It was snowing as we were standing in Rockefeller Center under the tree the Saturday before Christmas and I was with 3 of my favorite people.  So cool.  Anyways, the story takes place in this random little pizza place, Bravo Pizza, that we went into because we were super hungry.  Sp it's super small and the 4 of us are sitting at this table in the back corner.  Denise is stuck in the corner so I went up to grab her slice of pizza when it was ready.  I have the plate in my hand and I'm walking back to the table.  I'm about to place the plate down and I completely WIPE OUT on some water (probably the melted snow from our shoes).  I'm talking feet completely out from under me land on my butt on the floor.  Ok so the plate, right, lands PERFECTLY on my chair face up no problems at all.  According to my sister, it looked like I gently placed the plate on the chair as I fell to the floor.  From my view, I was not at all thinking about the pizza and where it was landing.  For all I knew it was on the ground.  So picture this, you slip and your arm kind of automatically goes up in the air.  Now you have a plate of pizza in that hand that automatically goes up.  And that plate happens to land on the chair.  Oh man, we were HYSTERICAL laughing for a good 5 minutes.  I was on the ground in this random pizza place in the middle of Manhattan laughing so hard.  Oh man, oh man.  Funny stuff for serious.


So the snow from last night continued into the evening and by this morning we had at least 10 inches on the ground (Long Island got 20+ inches.  craziness).  Anyways, so Denise and I went out to go play and throw snowballs and make snow angels and a snowman.  Except for the snow was so light and fluffy that it wouldn't pack at all.  So the snowballs are whatever, you just throw puffs of snow and then you can just tackle each other and such.  But the snowman was not working at all.  We tried to roll a ball and it was a no go for sure.  So then we tried to just make a giant pile.  But once it got up to maybe 2.5 feet it just kept falling off the sides.  Not working.  So instead we decided to sculpt a snow sea turtle.  Complete with arms and little legs and long skinny tail and really terrible eyes that made him look like an alien sea turtle.  His name is Balboa.  The snow is pretty crazy considering it was 50 degrees in Seattle before I left and didn't really even need a heavy jacket.