Being a transplant is crazy during the Holidays and it seems that all of the NY heads I know are at a crossroads when it comes to these times of the year. Should I go home? Should I host my family gathering? It is also funny how NY heads stick together! We seem to have a homing signal that lets us know when we run into like-minds... I swear all of my closest friends are NYer's and I have not lived in NY for almost 10 years!!! DAMN it has almost been 10 YEARS!!!! WOW! I didn't add that up until just now, but it is true. How is it that I can still call myself a NY girl, one might ask... Well, if you knew me you would know. I am a Mary J. Blige - What's the 411 - NY type of chick. A part of the Old/New School. One of the original diamond cluster hustlers... (LOL).
Well anyway, I digressed now back to the Holiday discussion... I am talking to a couple of my girls from NY and we are of course getting geared up to make the Mecca home to worship at our mother's tables and the fact that we have made it back to NY for another homecooked meal. And we are stressed!! Some with kids and some without, the story doesn't change. The traffic, the bridge-the George Washington for those of you who don't know, the NJ drivers!! (yeah I said it!) avoiding the speed traps... LORD HAVE MERCY! Hiding the out-of-state tags once you get there ('cause you know that makes you a target!!!!) The packing, which was last minute for me as I planned on hosting this year but my plans were FOILED!!! (Why does Amtrak cost so damn much anyway???) Of course you then have to deal with the time, there is NEVER ENOUGH of it to do everything, see everyone, shop everywhere... It seems that once you cross that bridge, time goes into hyper-speed, you blink and it's over.
Okay, so why do we do it then? I guess you can liken it to the way salmon always go back to the same stream they were spawned in to procreate and lay their eggs - We Just Have TO!!!!! It's in our genes, if we don't, we feel like we have missed something horrendously big... And we have - that family connected feeling, the tall buildings trimmed in Holiday garishness and mind blowing shopping on Black Friday. So, like mindless fish, we join the millions in the rivers and streams called highways, and make our way back home.