Where Was I?

Well, I couldn't tell you before I left.  Because even though there are only 24 of you out there reading this thing, I didn't want to announce that we would all be gone for 5 days and that would mean anyone could break into my house no problem during that time.

Not that I think the 24 readers I have would ever do that.

But the whole internet thing, you know?

Like do you ever think it is not so smart when people announce on Facebook that they are going away for 2 weeks and you won't be able to reach them ... Like that isn't a golden opportunity to break into someone's house.

Maybe it's just me, but I think you tell people when you get back.

But that's just me.  Maybe I am a little "glass 1/2 empty" on the whole thing.

Anyhow ...

We were in NYC for 5 fun filled days.  It was such a good time.  I am so so tired.

Needless to say, I have done absolutely nothing since we got back last night except work (there is no rest for the wicked) and try desperately to get through the 1000+ post on Google Reader.

You have all been very busy.  I am impressed.

L xo

PS - My dog went on a hunger strike while we were gone.  No lie.  He is a moody little fella, I tell you. (No idea who he gets that from).

PPS - Enough is enough, there will be sewing here shortly.  Promise.

Travel Love

Oh yes, I do. I love New York so much that I am going twice this year. Yeppers. First trip is in April (just booked flights) and the second in June. First trip is with my girlfriend. The second is with my husband. Both are going to be fantastic.

A long, long time ago, my husband and I went to New York every year in the Fall. EVERY YEAR. And then we had a baby. And then we had another baby right after having the first baby. And then ... well, I don't remember much between years 0 and 3 of baby 2 but I do know there was no New York.

There was New York somewhere between years 3 to 6 (maybe year 4?) but that was the trip I saw rats. Three rats. I hate rats. And one rat looked like it was a product of incest or something. All regular rat looking except with tuffs of bearlike fur on it. For reals. I almost fainted then and thank goodness I am sitting down now. Would be lying if I told you it doesn't make me dizzy just thinking of that horrid incestuous rat. Obviously, I am not so good with the vermin.

Even though I have an enormous fear of rats, I still love New York. I cannot wait for the end of April .

So here's to some New York love in the Love Month.

L xo

PS - I also love Paris, Seattle, San Francisco, Edmonton (where I am from), Vancouver, London (but holy expensive, Batman), Dublin ...