I Love TV More Than You

Dearest Loyal Sue Funke Readers,

I am so sorry I haven't been updating. There's a good reason. I'm working on a new blog that I'd love for you to check out:

I Love TV More Than You . com

It's got the current information on new TV shows and interesting tid-bits on old ones.

I will still be writing here the happenings of my daily life, but the TV blog is going to be my first blogging priority.

I love you all for reading my words.

Thanks,
The Sue Funke

Charlottesville Shuttle

This blog could also be titled:
Ok, Jen You Were Right
or
Get Your Tickets Now for the NYC Shuttle

I left work on Friday not looking forward to traveling to my sister's.

Don't get me wrong here. I absolutely love going to my sister's. She lives in central Virginia in a place where there's local stores, a lake, vineyards, rolling hills, fresh air, stars in the night sky (pretty much the only lights), and friendly neighbors. It's a wonderful break from NYC.

But Jen's house is approximately 9 hours away. I usually take Amtrak and it's hellish. Penn station is miserable enough because of the trip to dreaded midtown.

So, when I walked out of the office all I trudged the two blocks and one avenue over to the quiet meat packing district. It was cold and windy and I dreaded waiting for this stupid bus to come.

And then, it happened.

The bus was there. The driver was friendly and so was everyone on the bus. As we pulled away everyone introduced themselves. People were warm and genuinely nice. I ended up sitting next to a lovely woman who knew one of my co-workers. We spoke for four hours straight.

There was free sandwiches, coffee, tea and homemade cookies, internet access, and plenty of leg room.

The ride was smooth and fast. I got to Charlottesville at 12:30 am - after only 7 hours on the bus.

Now, that might seem like a crazy, "only seven hours". I've taken the train and it's taken 10 hours, I was sitting by the door freezing, and had to wait an hour in Penn for the train to arrive.

I am converted.

I love this bus and intend to use it again and again. It's affordable, friendly, and it takes me to one of my favorite get aways ever- Charlottesville.

I'm glad I live in NYC, but it can get annoying here sometimes. Now, I know I can get away to hang out with my sister and her awesome family in affordable, comfortable manner.

Thank you NYC Shuttle and Jen for talking me into taking the bus.

Her exact sell was, "Sue, I know you'll love it. I can see you blogging about it now."

What can I say?
The woman knows me.

Stuff Nightmares are Made of

That's my life!
I've never gotten more reader feed back, so quickly, than the "Guilt Trip" post*.
Sure, I sent it to friends in a desperate need for sympathy.
-But people I didn't even send it to sent me emails - even readers I've never met (Hi Guys! Thank you for randomly following my blog)

I want to just let everyone know that I'm doing fine now.
Saturday, I was still in a rough place, I think the shaking hands were due to the lack of nourishment.
Sunday, I ate bland all day and took it easy.

Today, I am doing great and feeling awesome.
This is probably because I slept most of the day Sunday - which was great fun.
I napped. Now I know what all you sleepers are talkin' about. Napping is pretty great.
I'm not much of a sleeper. I'm like a morning, night, and late night person. I'm pretty much sleepy during the one time I'm never near a bed - afternoon for those of you nodding off.

I also appreciate all the sympathetic emails of people telling me that they were very scared by the miserable frightening evening because they've had nightmares like that.
I am so sorry that you have nightmares that bad!
It wasn't a fun ordeal, I'm just glad that it's over.

One of the things that got me through it was a saying my Mom would say during crappy times in life:

This too, shall pass

*At the time of this post roommate Tom has yet to speak to me.