Well, as previously mentioned, I'll be going to New York this week for a conference. This is one of those weeks that I really can't complain about my job, because, basically, no one will listen. See, at this conference I will get to see some Broadway shows (this time I will be seeing The Book of Mormon, How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying and Arcadia), go to some parties, see some famous people, and other conference-y stuff.
I am worried about Jane though. She is sooo clingy on me these days and she desperately misses me if I'm not home for even one evening, so this week might be a little rough on her. She will be at daycare during the days and I'm sure she and Greg will have plenty of fun at night, but my guilt is pretty major right now. Because what's parenthood without a major dose of guilt at the exact moment you should be excited about something?
I will see you on the flip side with a full report (and you know I'll be tweeting throughout).