A string of bad luck

Ok, so you know those movies where everything goes wrong and you are just supposed to laugh and laugh at their misfortune? Because you know in your head that it couldn't REALLY happen like that? Like Meet the Parents. I could hardly WATCH that movie because I couldn't handle watching that poor guy getting crapped on by fate and circumstances!
Anyway, I mention this because the last couple of days have kind of been like that.
Friday we went to Serendipity and wanted to go ice skating in Central Park but by the time we were done w/ the hot chocolate, Central Park was dark and creepy. And it was cold and windy.
Then Saturday we went up to the Upper W. Side to get bagels (best in NY) then down to Columbus Circle for lunch (at Jean Georges, also amazing) by that time it was 4, and we needed to get shopping! so we headed down to soho (a place betsy loves shopping at, then down to Canal street to get fake designer bags, and if not for us being really pushy and asking to see what was behind the curtains, we would have been dissapointed there as well. ugh! So then we headed to the Staten Island ferry, which we waited a long time for then found out it was going to be a looonnnnng wait. Ugh! Plus by that time Betsy was getting hungry and tired of walking and was getting a bit fussy(for further reference I'll have to remember visitors aren't used to New York walking... or pricing...or windiness :) ) so we left. Then we decided to head in the direction of home, and stop for a burger. so of course I think well if we're going to get a burger, let's go to the BEST dang burger joint in the city. So we walk blocks and blocks and the line is all the way out the door. So we walk back and just stop at the first place we see... well not the first, Betsy had to pull me away from a "restaurant" that was apparantly a gay bar. How was I supposed to know? (Betsy gave me a slew of reasons, so I'll know for next time haha) Anyway so that place was actually pretty great. Which was good because we were both at the end of our ropes. Good food, conversation. Nice. (This is the point at which Betsy YELLS that I "must have a urinary tract infection" because I keep having to use the restrooms, which for some reason the waiters just thought was sooooooooo funny and were harrassing us about. SO FUNNY. too bad they didn't think we were funny enough to get free supper there. oh well you can't win them all )
Then Sunday after church, we headed back into the city to go to some fabric stores and a cupcake place.
Fabric Stores closed. ugh
Cupcake place amazing but pretty out of the way and Betsy was slightly unimpressed. I think her quote was "I think I just like Duncan Hines!" Which is weird for me, because I think I'm like the most impress-able person ever. I think most things are pretty great. So for the record, I will be going back there. Anyway, so it was biting cold. BITING COLD. like with wind chill it reportedly was -1 degrees outside. ahhh! so we headed back to Canal st. for more bags. Closed. Then down to Chinatown for a mani-pedi (manicure and pedicure, mom haha) and we COULDN'T FIND ANY! And you can't just ask the first asian person you see, "hey, where's the nail places" because that would be rude and pretty much stereotyping the whole chinese nation as people who do nails. So we're wandering around Chinatown, and finally find a place that we go to and on the way I'm praying out loud in the street... "LORD, JUST LET US GET OUR NAILS DONE, JUST GIVE US THIS ONE THING! PLEASE, LORD!" And we found a place and they stayed open late for us and I got a greeeeat pedicure for $12. So that was awesome. Then we headed back here to Chinese the Mom had ordered for us and watched Dancing with the Stars. My time with Betsy has been great, but I definately know what I'll do differently when my next guests come. :) It's prlly one of those things that will be really funny in a couple of years, how everything kept going wrong and we just couldn't get a break for the life of us the whole weekend. All worth it because I'm getting quality time with Betsy, a friend who made some hefty sacrifices to come be with a friend! ok, i'm off, love you all!
christina

ATTENTION: DISCLAIMER
I need to note, at the request of Betsy, :) that she was fussy because she had had very little sleep the entire week before.
Also she is adamant that she did NOT, in fact, biff it on the subway but it was only a tiny stumble (mmm hmmm) :)