oops I did it again.

I failed to post yesterday. I am fully aware that does not deserve a Britney Spears reference, but I've been squished in 37 cabs in the last two days, and you know what... it's what you get.

:)

I'm both happy and sad that my thanksgiving holiday is coming to a close.

Happy because my toes look like cocktail sausages, and that can only mean my feet are swoll up (check it... it's a southern phrase) to high heaven. Rx? Water & sleep... two things I've not been getting enough of.

I'm of course sad because I'm leaving my boyfriend (that's NYC of course), I'm leaving John Mark (which is always sad), and I have to go back to work.

I have so many pictures to upload and share and elaborate on.

I've seen more white afros in the last 48 hours than I've ever seen in my life. These things make Bob Ross look like he never achieved any real height... and I mean these folks were serious. I've done some shopping, which we normally don't do on Thanksgiving, seen 2 different dancing shows, toured (and nearly froze to death) on a decommissioned Navy vessel, and laughed and laughed at my family. Today, I even swapped shoes with my mom and sported exposed white socks through Times Square. I'm a treat!

But tomorrow is a new day, and trust me when I tell you, these past four days have refreshed me and giving me more perspective than I could have ever hoped for.

Be blessed y'all...