apparently some people are tired of my "baby bulldog" story and have requested a new post. The thing is, you see, I've been HOUSE BOUND with a sick 7 year old for FIVE DAYS. I don't know what is going on in the outside world...but if you want to know anything about about Hannah Montana, Junie B. Jones or Webkins, I'm your gal.
It's bloody cold as hell here (which, when you think about it, makes NO sense whatsoever); it's SEVEN DEGREES right now. In Anchorage, it's a balmy 27. My car has been under a 5 inch blanket of snow for 6 days and there is so much snow in the yard that Moby has taken to peeing on the deck so that he doesn't have to get his paws wet. Nice. How I'd love to be waking up somewhere warm and tropical today, knowing that it was going to be 80 degrees with a light warm breeze. I'd throw on a bikini (hey, it's my fantasy, damn it, and in it I weigh 120 lbs.) and spend the day snorkeling with Anna and David. Any sunny, tropical island would do, as long as we had nothing to do but play in the water and lay on the warm sand all day.
If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be, and what would you be doing?