leaving on a jet plane

first of all let me apologize, faithful reader, for skipping out on this here blog. i could make excuses but i'm a firm believer you make time for the things that are important to you. i just wasn't making the time, being bed ridden and all. oops, did that excuse slip out?

i have been at deaths door! (not really, but doesn't it sound all dramatic?) actually, i had a bit of the croup. seriously. i called my mom and told her to get me in a steamy shower right away. isn't that what you do when your kids get croup? i cannot remember when i was this sick! then, in the middle of the tuberculosis outbreak, my back went out so bad i ended up in the emergency room. i'm not even kidding.

but i'm fine now! perfectly. and i'm getting ready for a trip to southern california. ken and i leave on saturday on a business reward trip. last year we went to marco island, florida where i proceeded to eat my weight in shrimp, or was that drink my weight in gin? since i can't remember it was probably the latter. good times. this year we're headed west to a brand new resort in the long beach area. it's not far from los angeles and with the oscars on sunday i'm thinking the resort where we're staying is exactly the sort of place a movie star would go - world class, private villas, golf and several restaurants with top-rated chefs. it would make my day to see someone famous. i'll be the one by the pool, in the floppy hat and glasses, drinking the cosmo. ken says people will think me the star. (wasn't that sweet?)

i don't know if i'm taking a laptop yet so blogging from the road may be difficult but i promise a full report next week upon our return.

today we're celebrating ken's 46th birthday. the day started with a cracker barrell birthday breakfast and a trip to lowe's. then ken spent a few hours in his man cave and now he's snacking a little in the lay-z-boy before we head out to dinner and ashley's getting a cake in the oven. sounds like a good day to me. happy birthday, babe. and many more.