This is just in case you thought that my time in NYC was nothing but museums and art shows and theater and exercise and other things that are fun, but also *good* for me.
Hey, a girl's gotta blow off a bit of steam, now and again! Gotcha!
Dad and I played frisbee in Central Park for a while. He kept laughing about how tiny I apparently looked there. I don't know why... Where am I in the photo, anyway...? Oh, I see. That tiny person. Ah.