There is never enough time is there? I was running some last minute errands. That is me, always in a mad rush. No sooner is the passover week done with, then I am a buzz with things to do, my brain is full of what I should be doing and ideas.... thoughts, theories, lists, stress. I have shingles. Yes... I have shingles. I thought it was just some strange allergic thing... but alas, no. Another thing added to my list.... doctor..... shingles prescription..... bleck. I am a bit better.... But nothing like taking a trip with the girls to make you excited and embarrassed in one foul swoop. Yay me.... I am going to Cazumel, Mexico for a short week. And I get to put a bathing suit on.
The 'Yay me's' come to a screeching halt here. I look like someone tied me to the back of a pickup and dragged me through the gravel. (Adding to the list... a bathing suit that looks more like a bio-hazard suit.... check.)
With that said I decided... to take my own advice.... SNAP OUT OF IT!!!
(... remember the Tylenol... check)
(.... go get a new sun-dress.... check)
( I might just add here that I talk big...
I love the idea of travel but never have been a good traveler...
pathetic, I know... oh yeah, don't forget Dramamine.... check)
(reminder to scold all the friends who talked me into reading the Twilight series...
against my better judgement, I did.
Now I am hooked, thanks girls. [snicker]
Get second book... check)
I am going to have fun. I am always a bit apprehensive before I go anywhere... call it nerves.
Once I arrive, I will chill. I'll slip into a sun-dress and go walk on the beach.
I will think, I will meditate.
I will probably drink a little too much tequila and beer (hence the Tylenol).
I like sitting here with my blogging buddies...
but for now I better go do some actual 'live life to the fullest' kind of stuff.
I'll have one for you.
*Be back in a week. And I will miss you more than you miss me. I promise.