a week? dates.
Can't believe a week flew by blog family. That's what happens at the end of a New York City summer. We all go nuts because we know the sidewalks just won't be the same in a few months. Everyone crowds to street cafes to guzzle their last rounds of frozen drinks before autumn arrives and we swap our summer cocktails for pumpkin ales and replace our singlets with sweaters. Sigh. It goes so fast. To see summer out properly and conclude the...