Caterwauling

No time to write, and nothing worth writing home about, anyway. Am surfing Expedia for hotel rooms in a mountain resort town for this weekend because plane tickets have been procured and yet a landing place has yet to be determined.

I’ve rented a car because it’s mandatory to drive far, far away from the cliched airport town. Am also wondering whether it’s smart to pack a winter coat. Not like you’ll catch my ass skiing or anything (hah), but you know, wouldn’t want to put anyone’s eye out along the way. (It’s 39 degrees there right now.)

I’m trying to find a nice hotel that won’t break the bank because I’d actually like to get some spa services done. (That mountain air is good for ya, but I’d like to get a little more pampering than that.) Because I’m good enough, I’m smart enough, and doggone it, people like me I CAN do it.

Mini-vacation, you’re almost mine. …

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