First, a big happy birthday to the only girl to ever steal my heart, my precious pawed princess, my fair lady licks-a-lot, and all around paw-some pet and gal (puppy) pal, miss Rita Mae, who turns 9 today.
- We’re meeting Fearsome from Fearsome Beard
- We’re meeting RG from Meanwhile, Over in Cali
- We’re going to the San Diego Comic-Con on Saturday
While it’s been hit or miss as to whether this trip was really going to happen (due to a protracted healing period for my Mom, who had hip replacement surgery on my birthday in May, had 2 subsequent hip dislocations, one additional surgery, and is finally on the mend but has needed around the clock care and assistance as she has healed and learned to walk again with braces, walkers, and physical therapy) I am finally able to announce it’s a go.
This trip provides a much needed break from work, a chance to meet two long time blogger buddies, an opportunity to explore a new city, and a chance to add to my abysmal flight count – this will be only the forth roundtrip flight on an airplane in my 48 years of life, the first being our trip to San Francisco in 2010; the second, our trip to Las Vegas in 2016; the third, our trip to Key West in March last year for the BF’s birthday. Although I prefer car trips to flights – I find other plane passengers are less accommodating than my husband, when I blast my favorite show tunes and sing at the top of my lungs (also, it bothers them when I remove my pants) – there a few more far-away places I’d like to visit before I hang up my wings for good, and that includes this destination.
Here’s hoping I don’t get lost at Comic-Com, my mini-beard meets with Fearsome’s approval, and RG isn’t appalled at my complete lack of racing knowledge, aside from what I learned watching Wacky Races in my youth.