Saturday, March 8, 2008

Little White Dress

It's been close to a month. My new job is underway and I have to say the team of folks I am working with (training) are the best. My boss has been a little invisible lately, and in my job, I sort of assume her duties while she is doing other things (like making her own boss look good to the rest of the darn organization). So, I'm learning to be a big girl and make big decisions that impact little-big processes, yadi yadi yadi. I have more people leaning on me now, and the more I have on my plate, the better I work! It's definitely fun, but tiring. I shall rejuvenate my soul this week during my well deserved trip to sunny Key West with my red headed, freckled beau who loves to see and make me SMILE. Day One (or night rather) - South Beach Miami and Ocean Drive..... the land of hedonism and a place where every job revolves around beautiful people and bodies. One of the night clubs, called Liquid (Madonna's), will no doubt require a VIP pass, but I understand there's a gentleman at the Bel Aire who can help me get a pass to get in? $$$$$. At least that is what I read on a blog. F-U-N. Then, after a night of ZERO sleep from club hopping and dancing to electronica re-mix and doing the salsa & some latin disco cha-cha-cha (yes, baby, this includes you), we will venure on a long, beautiful drive to the Southernmost Point in FLA and watch the sun-rise on our way - (with black coffee in hand, of course)! I am packing: litte white eyelet dress, brown bikini, pink striped binkini cover-up, a mystery novel, suntan lotion SPF 30, sunglasses too big for my face, cute brown flip-flops, a toothbrush, & some toothpaste. Yup, that's it. But, I still have to get my $10 french pedi at the local asian boutique before I leave and then I'll be ready. With 10 inches of snow here, do you think my flight will be delayed tomorrow?? I'll just plan on having some Stellas at the airport bar while I wait, with South Beach or BUST on the front of my shirt and Margaritaville set as my ring tone on my phone. (So cheesy, I know). Peace and Love. (Brother, I am always thinking of you, D, and the kiddos - love you).

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