I've tried really hard to be positive about the weather, but I have to tell you: I'm sick of winter. I feel like my bones are mildewing and I have had enough. I want to go on a tropical vacation. Really, really badly. My friends are jetting off to the following destinations in the next couple of months: Puerto Vallarta, St. Thomas, Italy, and so on.
It's been suggested that I go to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. This is probably a bad idea, and anyway I can't afford it, but the idea does appeal because:
a.) I could warm up and dry off a little bit, and also
b.) BEADS. I don't have any cheap plastic beads in my life right now! It's really hard to get by without them and this would be the perfect chance to replenish my supply.
What I REALLY need is a boyfriend/sugar daddy/whatever with a timeshare in the Bahamas. Applications?
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So, itzie has a pretty good description of our visit with amishboy so far. (The man is a riddle wrapped inside an enigma wrapped inside a handsome man with a Southern accent.) Plus, it's her birthday! Go wish her a happy one, okay?
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