And boy, will my arms be tired. Ba-dum, dum, thank you,thankyouverymuch, I'll be here all week.
Anyway, yes, this afternoon, I am boarding a plane for Phoenix, where I will rendezvous with The Girls for three days of spa services, sunbathing, pool dipping, wine festivaling, and Girl talk.
To say that I am ridiculously excited would be, as you can imagine, a vast understatement.
In my absence, Hugh and The Teenager will be on their own to tend my garden, ensuring that the tender new vegetable plants survive. That's a lot of pressure, but I'm putting my faith in them. That, and I fully intend to pester them with reminders to water via phone, text, and Facebook messenger.
The Man-Cub is safely ensconced at football camp, where he is surely having the time of his life. Or, being beaten and dragged around a football field by much larger teenagers. I'm sure he's having fun, either way.
And, speaking of fun, did I mention that I am flying to Phoenix to hang out with my besties?
Well, alrighty then.