The Waiting Game

Tick.....tick.....tick.

 

It seems like you, my wonderful, loyal hotties and heaux, are always playing this game with me. I post, and then a whole ton of time goes by, and then I post again...and the cycle continues.

It's vicious, I know.

I have a post for you - I swear I do. But as I went to add what I needed from my email this morning - outlook crapped out on me.

Yes, I know - a pain in the ass. But crap out it did. So I currently cannot access it.

DISLIKE.

So, instead, I'm going to give you a brief run-down of what's going on in my life.

I went on a wonderful cruise with my family - we docked in Grand Turks, La Romana, Curacao and Aruba. I'd never been on a cruise before, so it was an amazing new experience for me.

 

This was our boat - The Carnival Breeze.

 

This was the view from our balcony. Dreamy huh?

 

This was the view at all the places we visited. Talk about heaven.

 

I drank a WHOLE lot of drinks that looked similar to this (I think tequila was my best friend but she didn't make my clothes fall off - much).

The whole trip was ten days. I have never been so relaxed in my life. I unplugged for eight of the ten days. Barely looked at my phone, didn't pick up my iPad to read, didn't even write anything. I was just in the moment, enjoying every second of being away.

And then I came home and got SICK. I mean, coughing so hard I was peeing myself every five minutes type of hacking, and congested so badly it felt like my head was full of cotton.

That was a month ago. I'm STILL sick. Not so much hacking and coughing, that's mostly gone. But I think the congestion has joined forces with my allergies to make sure I don't have a peaceful night's sleep. It sucks.

I've also started working out with a personal trainer. I hate her. But apparently, from what I hear, she's not doing her job if I don't, so....

AND starting September 10, I'm going back to school to continue my studies in Publishing.

WHEW. A lot going on.

The saddest event of my summer (so far, and please let it be this and nothing more), was having to put down my baby girl. That's her below.

She was fifteen. She was born in my garage two weeks before my wedding. I helped deliver her. She was the runt of the litter, not expected to survive.

Last weekend, she got into a fight with a raccoon (we can only assume). It chomped on her ass-end pretty good, and fractured her lower spine. Combine that with health issues that come with old age - emphysema, renal failure, seizures - and we knew it was her time to go.

She had a great run of it. She was never a cuddly cat, but she gave love in her own little ways.

*shakes head*

Anyway, so that's been my summer, in a thousand words or less (ok maybe fifteen hundred).

But coming up next - have I got an entry for you....and a very special guest.

And as one of my fave celebrity chefs (and girl crush) Nadia G says,  "A la prossima!"