Do you guys even remember me? It feels like it has been so long since I posted that I'm sure you've all dropped me from your blogrolls!
I'm still here. Busy at work, busy at Girl Scouts. Busy, busy, busy.
Trying hard not to lighten my slight depression over being the size of a small Orca by eating a case of Girl Scout cookies and thus compounding the problem.
I have a friend who has a marriage that is fracturing, and it's tough to toe the line of friendship between husband and wife as both were our friends. It's also tough to see so many years together devolve into hurtful barbs at each other.
I did have a bit of a chance at some "me time" this weekend, though -- JF was kind enough to not grumble too loudly when my Girl Scout unit sprang a surprise, last-minute adults-only stamping/scrapbooking night together. We had a great time, and I hope we get to do it again soon.
We are firming up plans for a St. Patrick's Day weekend getaway to St. Augustine, Florida to further our familial obsession with all things piratical. We plan to stay in a hostel/inn in the Historic District called, oh-so-appropriately, the Pirate Haus. We wanted to stay in the Pirate Room, but it was booked. We did get to book the Map Room. We have plans to visit the Castillo de San Marcos, the old town area, Potter's Wax Museum, and Offspring has begged for us to take her to the Ripley's Believe It Or Not Museum.
So...what are you all up to?
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