I have decided that Pooh Bear is a bad drug user. His new catnip toy is causing bad trips, I think. For example, Sunday morning, I came downstairs to find him snurfling with the catnip toy, and he spent the entire day afraid of me and hiding under my bed. Yesterday morning, he was licking the toy, and spent the morning howling like a wolf and then I found him hiding under the kitchen sink behind the trash can. No more catnip for Pooh.
But I'm getting ready to go on a good trip. As you can see above, I've added another countdown clock. Friend Irish and I are going on an all-inclusive trip over Memorial Day weekend to Punta Cana, Dominican Republic. We will be sitting on the beach for 4 days, drinking drinks, eating food, and basically just relaxing. And right now, though plans are a little fluid at the moment, I'm hoping to go to London for a really long weekend over the 4th of July. I live to travel.
Hailey tagged me to list 5 things about myself that I haven't mentioned on my blog before. So here goes.
1. I don't like vegetables. I'll eat 'em, but I don't like 'em.
2. I think I broke my nose when I was 6, but I don't know for sure
3. I played basketball in jr. high. My coach was an ass.
4. I play guitar, saxaphone, piano, bassoon (yes, bassoon), among other instruments.
5. I'm a really good driver.
Did you vote for Dancing with the Stars? I can't turn off this train wreck. I blame Apollo Anton Ohno. I really enjoy him. And Joey Fatone is fun to watch. I hope Ms. America goes home.