Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Remember that beach vacation I was swooning about a week or two ago? That one that was 143 days away, south of Tampa, on the gorgeous Gulf of Mexico, WITH NO KIDS OR HUSBANDS? Well, can I just say that I was never happier to realize I made a huge math error than I was when I realized I had made a huge math error ... that lovely trip begins in just 115 days (I was off by about a month). I should never do math in my head. And I should take more vacations.