Okay, it won’t be quite that redneck but I am leaving for five days and four nights.
AND THE BLOG WORLD SIGHS.
So, why am I leaving? Hmm.
Could it be to escape the clutches of Buford’s distant carnie cousins? Alas, no, they have higher standards than me. Seems I don’t wear tight enough pants (camels come to mind) nor do I apply sufficient gobs of DEP gel into my hair to be considered worthy.
Could it be that I am relocating? Again, no, as I would not do well in the Northeastern part of this wonderful US of A. And it’s not just the weather, either. I’d have to hire an interpreter.
Could it be that my husband and children have entered me into “Wifeswap”? HAH. I pity the family getting me as a surrogate mother. And what would Drama Diva and Casper do to an unwittinly sweet mother? I’d dare say her hair would fall out followed by her teeth.
So what does that leave? Career. Okay, I will ‘fess up. I am a double secret agent travelling to Baltimore/D.C in the hopes that my influence at the UN will somehow unravel the tangled mess in Iraq AND Iran. Let’s just say I have a technique that is highly persuasive but requires top secret clearance….and Gorilla Glue.

OKAY. Truth is I am going to a PT course. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?
I will blog from there.
I will visit you all from there.
AND……
there will be pics.

So, wish me well over the next two days I prepare to leave.
And don’t be surprised IF CNN reports breaking news at the UN over the next week.
Just saying.

On another note, please go visit my sugar Hoss and wish him a speedy recovery. He had a watermelon pulled out of his belly button….oh, wait, that was me with Casper. Anyway, go say hi and get better.