Spring is Here

Unfortunately, I am celebrating with a bottle of Zyrtec.

So, I think I give up. It doesn't look like my California trip next week is meant to be. I've tried and tried to no avail to find a flight that won't cause me to go broke, but with no luck. Too bad. I could really use some beach time. And a visit to my old sandwich shop. And some California-style sushi. And some facetime with a couple of kids who have been sadly missing from my life.

June isn't so far away, right?

I added Milwaukee to the list of places on my upcoming work tour. Actually, I'm headed there tomorrow.

One day someone will invent a teleporting machine. Just wait.

I can't get into Dancing with the Stars. I've tried. Can't do it. Not interested enough. Sorry, Jake the Bachelor.

However, I watched a 2-hour documentary last weekend and liked it. On a Saturday. Is that sad? I hope not. Because I still have Part 2 that I'm saving for next weekend. (Hey at least it's about one of my all-time favorite subjects. I don't just watch random documentaries for Saturday fun. Random Lifetime movies, maybe.)

I need a boy in my life. I think I know which one I want, too. I might even know if he wants me back. Oops, but that's a secret.

Did I mention that my allergy medication makes me sort of crazy and incoherent? Well it does. Feel free to ignore me for the next 2 months.