Some of you find it creepy, others quaint and a few are just plain sick of hearing about my balloons.
But I must tell you I just had one more celebration and when I got back the last balloon which was doing a jig on Friday morning was dead on the floor (now what?)
After years of wanting to do it, I finally took my mom and daughters to NYC for the long weekend.
There is never a good time to do these things. But I learned that sometimes you just have to do it.
My best friend told me that she and her brother bought their mom and dad $1400 tickets to front row floors to see Barbara Streisand. Her mom told her the next day it was one of the best days of her life.
She died 5 months later.
I am not morose but I get it.
There are things we must do when we are able.
(read about why you must take every soul you care about to NYC ASAP).