So, things got a teensy bit crazy on Thursday morning.
It all started with a text from my dad at 5:30 AM (my parents live in Indiana, so they're on eastern time, but they know I get up super early anyway). One of his colleagues mentioned to him that they had heard my blog mentioned on Fox News, and he texted to tell me that.
I had gotten out of the shower and was doing my hair around 6:05 when my phone rang with an NYC area code. I ignored it. It rang again about 10 minutes later so I answered.
"Hi, this is Lee with Fox and Friends, are you familiar with our show?"
Long story short, she invited Hendrix and I to be interviewed on the show. She first wanted us in Denver, but realized it was still an 8 hour car ride down there, so she did some research and ended up flying us to NYC to sit on the curvy couch with Clayton Morris!
So, travel arrangements were made, I talked to Matt and my boss about everything, and we headed out around 2 pm MST on Friday for a whirlwind NYC visit!
This is the little toy that got the whole thing started.
At the Rapid City airport. When did he get so big?!?
He was having way too much fun on the moving walkways at the airports!
On the way to New York, we connected in Chicago O'Hare. I've never connected there before, and we only had about 50 minutes to make our next flight, and we hadn't eaten. We grabbed some McDonald's at Hendrix's request, and ate it quickly at the gate.
We arrived at Newark around 9:15, found our driver, and he took us to our hotel: The Muse in Times Square.
I apologize for the lack of quality of these pictures. But seriously, we were moving pretty much the whole time. It was so busy. I was snapping photos from inside the car.
The hotel room was so nice. I was half scared to touch anything!
The views out of our 8th floor hotel room were so "New York!"
Huge pile of trash next to some kind of underground contraption that was shooting steam up onto the street level.
The exterior fire staircases were also very "New York" to little ole Midwestern me!
Hendrix was so teeny in our king size bed!
We were both hungry again, but for the life of me, I couldn't find any authentic New York pizza places that would deliver to our hotel. Maybe I was going about it wrong, but we ended up ordering this buffalo mozzarella flatbread that was $30.
I didn't expect Hendrix to like it, but he ate 2 full pieces.
After filling our bellies, we both fell asleep quickly for the craziness that the next day held.
Part Two to come tomorrow!