We did a lot of stumbling in New York and one of the things we stumbled upon was NBC. We wondered around for a while before finding out that that's where they shoot Jimmy Fallon. That was an exciting find! We didn't see Fallon himself, unfortunately. I used to dislike him a lot because he remind me of the character Ted in How I Met Your Mother. I hate Ted. Which means I obviously hate(d) Jimmy Fallon. However, I discovered: one can not hate Jimmy Fallon. So now I like him lots! He's the funniest!

We browsed the gift shop at NBC as well and found lots of mugs and tees with Jimmy Fallon, Friends and other weird things to put on tees and mugs. There was also a candy section where I found Haribo's peach candy and chocolate covered pretzels. Just YAY.

Memory Monday

These days I find it hard to figure out which of the millions of photos to actually post to Instagram. It's sadly soon the end of the New York pictures, but there is a California adventure waiting.

Little Italy

I love Little Italy, I think it's the cutest place. I really needed a new bigger bag, all the handbags I brought with me were tiny. I had been looking forever, but the ones in the store were either super expensive or bad looking. I happened to wander into a tiny, dodgy looking store in Little Italy that apparently sold fake handbags. That's where I happened to find the perfect bag! Thankfully it wasn't a fake either, it was just a nothing bag by no one which suited me great and it wasn't expensive either. You've seen it in a few posts already and you'll basically see it in all future posts, haha!


We spent some time playing with Louise's kids at the playground in Yonkers. Louise's kids are so funny so it was a blast. I can't remember the last time I was on a swing. When I was a kid we used to run as fast as we could to get the swings before anyone else when the bell rang in school, haha! It's still so fun even though you only go back and forth. The stuffed monkey I'm holding is called Lola and she's a whole other story which I will post about later.

One of Louise's kids are almost two years old and Ken put it perfectly, he acts like a drunk person. He would crack me up so much, hahaa, he's just the funniest. I laugh just thinking about it! He would speak full sentences that no one else understood, want things out of reach and cry, run as fast as he could only to fall and then cry again and walk around on his tiny, tiny legs. All of which we have all done while drunk.