In case you were wondering if I was planning to leave Ralph Macchio up forever…know that I considered it….but decided that it was possible that it wasn’t as amusing for others as it is for me.
Which, if I’m wrong, just let me know so I can post my 450-photo montage of Ralph from the Tiger Beat years. Just kidding, I don’t really have one. Yes, I TOTALLY do. NO, really, I would never make one. I think we all know I would. Because that would be C.R.A.Z.Y. *ahem*
Moving on.
TRIPS!!!!
I got back bright and early Saturday from the Aiming Low Boston/NYC parties…tired, happy and ready to see my family….
…..and promptly have come down with the death. Also known as the flu. Hoping it’s not going to drag on forever (also hoping Peter does not come down with it as he is less than pleasant when he’s sick)(or the kids really because I can only deal with so much puke)(not that I have a limit or anything, it’s more a guideline than a rule)(and now I’m sort of having an anxiety attack thinking of how much potential puke is in my future).
Again, moving on.
Boston and NYC were incredible, our parties were a hit and the time spent with friends were unforgettable.
There will be more details when I stop having to get up from the computer to go visit the Porcelain God.
So, now? I leave you with lots and lots of pictures. LOTS of them.
Traveling is fun! Coming home to puke is NOT.
In case you were wondering if I was planning to leave Ralph Macchio up forever…know that I considered it….but decided that it was possible that it wasn’t as amusing for others as it is for me.
Which, if I’m wrong, just let me know so I can post my 450-photo montage of Ralph from the Tiger Beat years. Just kidding, I don’t really have one. Yes, I TOTALLY do. NO, really, I would never make one. I think we all know I would. Because that would be C.R.A.Z.Y. *ahem*
Moving on.
TRIPS!!!!
I got back bright and early Saturday from the Aiming Low Boston/NYC parties…tired, happy and ready to see my family….
…..and promptly have come down with the death. Also known as the flu. Hoping it’s not going to drag on forever (also hoping Peter does not come down with it as he is less than pleasant when he’s sick)(or the kids really because I can only deal with so much puke)(not that I have a limit or anything, it’s more a guideline than a rule)(and now I’m sort of having an anxiety attack thinking of how much potential puke is in my future).
Again, moving on.
Boston and NYC were incredible, our parties were a hit and the time spent with friends were unforgettable.
There will be more details when I stop having to get up from the computer to go visit the Porcelain God.
So, now? I leave you with lots and lots of pictures. LOTS of them.