We made it! Across the park, geared up, (Good thing Mama Duck got a Yankees shirt for Mother’s Day!) to Chris’ apartment, and headed for the Bronx! I always tell people I don’t go above 117th street (where Target is) which is mostly true, except for the two times I’ve gone to the Bronx. 

It was my second trip to the Bronx and I knew exactly what I needed in my and my mom’s life, garlic cheesy fries! Don’t tell Chris, but the REAL reason I like Yankees games isn’t actually the baseball, but the fries… it will be our little secret ;-) 

The game was a lot of fun and we had great seats — Thank you Chris!

I mentioned before that I’ve never been to a Mariners game, and my mom let me know that apparently Yankees games and Mariners games don’t compare. You see, at Yankees games, the stands are packed every night, the fans are loud, and they close the games with Frank Sinatra’s “New York, New York”. Seattle, I love you, but there are some things that will never be the same as New York I’m finding. 

The game was good fun and all, but it was the 4th inning and I needed to find myself some of those garlic cheesy fries! Don’t worry, we found them.. Nom, nom..

Aw, there they are! I think I need to go back to another game after seeing this picture again… Okay, back to the topic, baseball. Oh yes, baseball. The Yankees kicked some Toronto Blue Jay butt and my mom’s newest obsession with Mariana Riviera aka “The Saver”. Throughout the game my mom went back and forth with Chris and I on what player’s t-shirt she should get. A-rod? Well, he may be an ex-Mariner but his last name is tricky to say. Jeter? All of the little Wilkeson boys would chant Jeter the Cheater. After Riviera saved the Jays from scoring again, we all agreed he was the one to get. 

After a great Yankees win and Frank Sinatra leading us out of the stadium we were headed back to my hood. We decided Mustang was a good place to get a bite to eat and their delicious Texas Teas. Mmm they are good! After a couple drinks we were ready to hop back in bed and get some rest before day 2 rolled around!

And in a short few hours I was back awake and on my way to work. Lucky for my mom, she got to sleep in and sleep away her long day 0 of traveling. It worked out well too because I got off work early at 3 for the holiday weekend. So by the time my mom slept in, got ready and was out and about it was just about time for me to be off work.

Once my mom was up and about she tried taking little Scooter out on a walk down by the river. Little did I know that he would try and play tricks on her… like sitting down in the middle of the street! Or trying to get out of his collar! Tricky little doggie… Mama duck managed to handle the little pup though and make it back to the apartment without a lost or squished dog.

After my mom’s walk with Scooter my mom was off to getting ready and out into the Upper East Side to fend for herself. Luckily it was close to the time I was getting off work so I gave her directions to hop on the bus across town and to my office. I’m so proud of her too because she made it all the way there all by herself! Did I get 3 or 4 calls and a couple texts along the way? Well, yes.. but she still made it! 

Next, I got to show my mom around our offices and my desk, along with meeting some of the people I work with.

Now we were onto the realllll fun stuff, the holiday weekend! 3 solid days of time to adventure to some of my favorite places in the city. Destination 1? Alice’s Tea Cup of course! I know I talk about it alllll the time, but it really is THAT good. We walked to the Upper West Side location from my office and boy was it worth it. We ended up sitting down and getting iced tea along, two different kinds of berry scones, and splitting their curried chicken salad sandwich. It was all fantastic — as usual! The perfect way to kick of the weekend if I don’t say so myself. My mom loved it too, so destination 1 was a success!

Next, we were headed back to the East Side through Central Park. It was a beautiful day. About 85 and not too humid at all (although my mom would beg to differ) how about, not as humid as July. I love Central Park because I feel like I can take a different path each time, and see different sites each time. We climbed up on some of the rocks around the lake and enjoyed a great view of the rowboats and the city peaking over the park.

It was lovely! We took in the views for awhile and then headed east back to my apartment because we had to make it back, walk Scootie, change, and head back out the door to meet Chris to head to a Yankees game for the evening!