home sweet snowdrift

i am back. with a tan and with a vengeance.

woooo!

amazing how vacation can just kind of push a little wind back into your sails, eh?

and this blizzard here is trying very hard to suck that right back out, but I SHALL NOT SUCCUMB! for at least 48 more hours.

but let me tell you, it made the journey home quite the little adventure. i think our little puddle jumper was one of the last vehicles to leave the ground in boston and actually make it to JFK. which is just fine with me--much as i love vacation, i was definitely ready to come home, even if it took eight vehicles, twelve hours, and a sideways cab ride to get me there.

some thoughts:

1. roos, i was absolutely siphoning lucid dreams from you. i have been dreamless since our return!

2. asinine places to get sunburned:

*backs of hands

*tops of feet

*forehead (but not the rest of the face)

*between the bosoms.

and yes, i did get a little too much color on all of those places.

3. sunshine is a miraculous curative. for body and spirit.

4. so is alcohol.

5. living in new york, which is essentially its own sovereign state, i sometimes forget how very much of the population of this country is just horrible, particularly when thrust into a foreign environment.

6. kareoke, while fun, is not the answer. though i tried. i certainly tried.

and with that, all other stories will have to come out in little sniblets.

happy post-v-day, all! it's good to be home.