Spice up your life....(thanks Spice girls...lol)

soooo, b/c i was starving, nyles decided that we would go to this place he knew in union square called Spice...of course, being that he'd been here two times already last week, i figured that it must have been good to keep him coming back...the decor was nice and very chill (sorry...no pictures of that...kill me)...but anyway, after being seated...our waiter quickly came over to us and told us that the kitchen was closing in 5 minutes (i mean, it WAS 10:45pm)...so i quickly ordered the lemongrass chicken...while nyles ordered some type of noodle dish...so we're chatting and taking pictures to pass the time:


so, by this last picture our food finally arrives and we are both overjoyed...b/c clearly we were having too much fun AND we were starving here sitting at this table. so, i'm looking at nyles' plate and i'm like hmm...looks great....look at the concotion they gave me...and i'm like, umm...this don't look like no damn lemongrass chicken breast...but i'm like okay, there's chicken in this dish, so maybe this is how it's served...so being hungry, i proceeded to eat [sidenote: those of you who know me, know that i have a baby stomach, so...i was done pretty quickly...


but this didn't stop nyles who continued to eat his very tasty...but very spicy noodles...



but when he's done...he looks at my plate and is like, wtf is that?...i laugh and tell him it's the lemongrass chicken...and he, without missing a beat says, no it's not...lol...so, by this time, the waiter comes back over and checks on us...nyles makes a point of it to tell him that this is not what i ordered...the waiter, as if in a Jerry Lewis film, runs to the kitchen to tell them to make me what i ordered...and then calmly walks back to us...proud that he corrected the situation...WRONG!...i was full then...i didn't want the other stuff...so we tell us this...and off he scampers...so whatever...it was good...i enjoyed the lemongrass soup...now bring me my damn check...$21-22...not bad...then we had to debate whether to leave a tip or not...and of course, since it wasn't what i ordered...it was a resounding NO from both of us...and we proceeded to make our way towards the door....cool, right?...nope!...the waiter approaches and asks us why we didn't leave a tip...going into this tirade about they don't work for donations...blase...blase...we didn't give a fuck...and i was about to walk out, when nyles said...NO!, i need to see a manager...which our waiter proceeded to show us...and then nyles explained the situation to him...and he was acted like he didn't care...so of course this just pissed nyles the fuck off...and he declared that he would never....EVER!......EVER!...return...and nyles definitely means it...so i guess that's the last time i Spice up my life :( lol

Headed to NYC...lookin' mean in my skinny jean....

Ok...soooo, first of all...i'm not really going to NYC, i'm going to brooklyn...second, i won't be wearing skinny jeans...b/c umm...i haven't found any, lol...but yeah, so i'm headed to new york for like the 30th time...and it always gives me a thrill...you know...like it's the first time, everytime...i'd planned to stay with my friend nyles (hi nyles!!!)

but he's been sick and might be going home to detroit to recuperate with family...so i had to scramble like a single mother with the rent due to find a place to stay for the week that i'm there...just as a back-up b/c homeless in new york is not the business (chuch!)...so anyway, i've already been having like some of the most crazy moments ever since i booked my flight. first, nyles tells me he's moving and doesn't know if he'll be in a new place by the time i get there, so i might want to look for a hotel...ugh!...there goes $600-$700 out the window...and if i did that, i would be BROKE and no money = no shopping (say it ain't so, lol)...luckily nyles was just getting me all worked up for nothing...and thank God too b/c i really wasn't feeling shelling out that kind of money...so disaster averted...and i'm happy again...then today, he tells me about his mom wanting him to come home to recuperate...again, i go into full crisis mode...i can't really blame nyles b/c he has been telling me he was feeling sick and stuff and i know he's been going to the doctor constantly...so, i'm like fine...do what's best....lol...meanwhile, i'm dying in my head...so i immediately call my mother, my go-to gal for advice, and we discuss options...the first thing she says, no lie, is..."well, if you don't have someplace to stay, you're not going...i will lose all that money before i let you go"...i was like dang...i know this...so i bring up the idea of me charging a room...she's hesitant at first, b/c my (read: OUR) credit card is for emergencies...but i figured this counts as one, so...she caved...cut to me staying in a nice hotel for less than $600 (GO ME!!!)...and by less, i mean $5 less, lol...but it's really nice...the Nu Hotel in downtown Brooklyn (check my room!...but remember it's only a back-up plan...if nyles stays, i'll stay with him and keep my money...that means i can do more shopping lol)