It was a frigid day in NYC on NYE as people bustled through the streets. Mere and I were feeling a little blue that it was our last day but quickly perked up as little snowflakes fell from the heavens.
The day was devoted to knocking off the first item off my bucket list - ice skating in NYC!
We trotted off to Bryant Park with our snow caps, mittens, and booties. The park was flanked with leftover Christmas cheer and wrapped with quaint little shops. It seemed only fitting to pop into a few.
We laughed and we chatted until we were frozen to the bone.
I made the executive decision that having drinks with my girls watching other people ice skate was close enough to me actually ice skating. So let's just consider that item checked off, why don't we.
Once we were good and frozen, we gulped down the rest of our hot toddies and strolled on over to the New York Public Library. What a beaut!
I hate to break it to you folks, but that's all that is left from our adventures in NYC. Back to the cold, harsh reality of the real world.