Monday, August 16, 2010


In just a few days Leopold and I will hightail it out of town for a part of the country that I love.

Ironically, it's the same part of the country I spent a good deal of time and effort, as a teenager, making certain I would not have to remain in a minute longer than I had to.

Funny thing that.

As I always do when we're getting ready to start some time away I am busy making promises to myself.

I will write while on vacation.

I will clean up the projects that I have not had the energy or necessary attention to complete over the last few weeks.

I will plow through some of the books that I'm dying to read.

I will disconnect. Unplug. Ignore. Recharge.

I will try, once again, to figure out how to eat at my favorite pizza place more than once before it comes time to pack up the car and point her south.

All this, and happy hour too.

Vacations are tough.