Top Ten Reasons I Won't Be Blogging Until Sunday or Monday.

10. Because I will be AT THE FUCKING BEACH.

--uhhhh... so just the one reason then??

Nah, seriously folks... leaving tomorrow around lunch time. Which means if you are emailing me, do it by 11:00CST if you expect a response :) I will download all my mail right before I split and then you are on your own... for four. whole. days.
It's ok.
Oh, I know... I'll miss you too.
But, I'm coming back!

I've been planning this trip for MONTHS. It was supposed to be myself, Snow, Babs and Tuxbaby BUT some one couldn't come.
Yeah, beotch, you know who you are.
You were just all scared I was going to get you drunk to pay you back for that thing that you did that I can't seem to remember.
Hmmmm. Shit. I know it was something....

Anyway, I am so very scatterbrained.
Want to know the question I have heard most in the last two weeks?
C'mon, guess.
"So, what's going on with the car?"
I believe those very words, put in that order, are pretty close to having the ability to cause my body to fall to the floor and curl up into the fetal position whereby I begin weeping uncontrolably and saying "I just want a Freestyle, why does the world hate me?" over and over again.
Things in the car world are not looking so hot.
I don't want to talk about it.
I don't want to think about it.

Oh and I checked weather.com yesterday and saw a clear forecast until Sunday when there is a possibility of thunderstorms. And as far as I am concerned, it can totally rain on Sunday. In fact, BRING ON THE RAIN - on Sunday.
Right now the forecast is high in the upper eighties with stray thunderstorms.
Not awful.
Tempest has promised she is doing her NO-RAIN dance down there right now.

So, I am off.
Time for some sleep and then some final packing in the morning.
Have a good weekend blogosphere.