Overheard (posted by Ann)
So we were at Les Mis last night, in the fabulous seats Lani got us, and next to Lani was a group of four men obviously in NY on business and coming out to a show. Lani leaned over laughing and told me she had overheard this conversation:
"Hey, honey, so Mike took us somewhere, I don't really know where we are, but there's something up in front of me that says Les (pronounced like you see it, forget the french) Miserables (again with the pronunciation) . . .
Followed by much squealing from the cell phone.
Then the next guy over says, "Man, that wasn't very smart".
The show was fabulous, and then we went out to dinner where the waiter fell in love with Laurie. I'll let Lani post the picture.
Today, I have been running hard on about 4 hours sleep. Train to Long Island, car to the office, non-stop meetings and problems, followed by a change in travel plans so back to Manhattan. I'm at the Hilton Times Square, which is totally where we should have all stayed. It's right in the middle of the action, and I'm too tired to do anything!
I turned on the TV while I was eating room service, and I am actually watching American Idol for the first time ever. I can't turn away from the train wreck.
I am off to bed now, so I can get up really early again and take a train to Baltimore at 7 AM, followed by a cab, followed by more meetings, followed by a cab again, followed by a plane, followed by a car home. Whew.