while i was in baltimore, chris visited his parents and played a round of golf, and i arrived home on an evening train to chris and patrick making homemade margherita pizzas. cute brothers. we are heading into week two without hot water or gas in our building, and patrick and laura were absolute dears to host us this weekend.
sunday afternoon, we helped nick move apartments. chris and i swear we will hire movers for our next move, but there really is something so fun about those mid-twenties moves from one walk up to another where you corral your friends and family with promises of pizza. maybe i can't feel my legs today, but we were thrilled to do it. we celebrated after with slices at babbalucci and there is no better pizza in new york, if you ask me.
lastly, but certainly not least, we loved seeing laura and patrick off to the tonys in a stunning gown and tuxedo, and then getting dressed up ourselves to watch from the roundabout theater party. spending an evening at a swanky party in times square, rooting for and so proud of laura, fizzy drinks in hand, my love in a jacket and tie, and hailing a yellow taxi cab uptown at the end of the night -- well, it was one of those nights where my heart swells so big with love for new york city. it really is magic.