Finding my perky place

This morning when I popped over to visit Heather Anne… wait. You all know Heather Anne, right? And you know that when I say I “popped over to visit…” I mean - because she lives in Georgia and I live in North Carolina - that I clicked on the link that leads to her blog, right? Just wanted to make sure.

Anyway, I popped over to see her and found out she was leaving on vacation. A blog vacation. And I said I said to myself I said, “I wanna go on blog vacation, too!” So, I’m going to. Maybe a weekish like her, or maybe twoish. I’m not sure. It’s just - summer is calling and I want to read my book and finish my bookcase… I need to get some stuff done. I think I may even meet up with her old Mexico way for some margaritas, or maybe for a little iceskating in Russia. You’re all welcome to come!

Ah’ll be bahk. If you come back, too, in a week or so, you’ll Make My Day. And now I’ve run my particular gamut of movie catch-phrases, unless you count “Show me the money!” - a command which is always helpful when it comes to paying for margaritas, or bribing one’s way out of a Siberian prison. See you after awhile friends! I love you all.. kiss xo