While at college, pursuing a higher education, she was watching MTV. I don't allow that channel in my house, but my daughter is 19 now and on her own and making her own crap reality show choices. An ad come on saying "text this number now for a chance to win a trip to NYC." Yea right. Without her mom's pessimistic voice in her ear, she did it and then forgot about it.
One month later she received a phone call saying she won a trip for two to NYC and the chance to win up to $100,000 in a texting competition. Yea right. She called me excited but we were both skeptical. This is something that only happens on Oprah but not to us. Low and behold two weeks later she gets a fat envelope with details and a contract. What the what? And because I have not cut the umbilical chord completely, she asked me to go with her on this trip. Ummmmmm YES!
So crazy as it is, while we were spending money on tuition and bigger dreams for our first born, she wins a trip to NYC to be in a texting competition. And as you read this we are on a plane to the city that never sleeps. I have typed up four pages of instructions and schedules for the household while and I gone. It only takes a small village to replace me for a few days.
To come out with the prize money would be nice but the sooner she is eliminated from the texting fray, the more time we will have to pursue tourist and shopping goals. We could actually sit and watch Broadway shows for 4 days and be in our own little heaven.
What strange circumstances and an amazing opportunity to be with my girl who has lived out of the house of the past year. And to share NYC together is going to be a thrill. I hope. I am praying we don't get mugged or lost. Or both. Or become the subject of the next Law and Order: SVU. I am calling this our "Text and the City Tour."
If she makes it to the final 8, you can watch it live at 1pm EST on this Tuesday, Sept. 21 at Livestream.com. We may be there or we may be at the top of the Empire State Building by then.
Wish us luck.