Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Wrote a note said be back in a minute...

40 B4 40
25 days to go


... bought a boat and sailed off in it.

Tropical island.  Desert island.  Remote island.  The isle of Manhattan.  I'm not fussy, I just want all the most important people in my world to be there, all together, all at the same time, all on permanent vacation, for all time.  Too much to ask?  Probably.

But this week we're getting pretty damn close to it.  Thanks to the love and generosity (of time, talent, and travel-willingness) of some amazing women, I get to spend the next week in a tiny, magical version of that island dream.  True, I wish that I could have alllllllll the girls I love there together this week, but time, money, space & life just don't always cooperate, even in dream making. Also true, New Orleans ain't an island (yet).  But it'll serve nicely as the backdrop for getting this particular band together. 

Anticipation"the act of looking forward; especially : pleasurable expectation".  Thank you Mr. Webster.  (Although the 2nd definition doesn't bode well: "the use of money before it is available").

In anticipation of the joyful and sweet and hilarious and heartfelt and bittersweet and likely embarrassing and definitely memorable moments ahead... I can't wait to hug your necks. 

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