Girls Weekend 2026. Sunday, October 11. New York City
Sunday, October 11, 2026 (Kathi writing) Our day started considerably earlier than planned when at 4:30 a.m. we were awakened by the doorbell ringing over and over. This house has what I call a “city doorbell” very much like my old apartment in Chicago. It’s not a gentle ding dong, it’s more like a chime that turns into a buzzer. It screams for as long as you hold your finger on it. There are few things more alarming than being sound asleep in an unfamiliar house and suddenly hearing someone insistently ringing your doorbell in the middle of the night. It scared us both to death. I finally went to the door and discovered the young woman who rents the apartment upstairs standing there with her little dog in her arms. Apparently a drunk and/or very distressed friend of hers was outside leaning on the doorbell. She apologized profusely for the disturbance, and once everything quieted down we went back to bed. Two hours later, the smoke detector went off. Good morning! At that point, ...