So you've probably been wondering WTF is up with us lately.
Bad jokes, kind-of funny pictures, deep thoughts...lazy, right?
Well, I'm on travel for the second week in a row and I am dead tired. Tried to come home early yesterday, but Mother Nature and her PMS-induced Blizzard From Hell put the kibosh on that plan. So here I am, on the road until Friday.
Nothing terribly interesting has happened this trip...er, these trips. I did stay at my first five-star hotel last week in Atlanta and decided that I wouldn't, actually, want to travel like that all the time.
I mean, it was lovely - a bit surreal, actually - but...if a person travels in the lap of luxury all the time...what does she consider a real treat? What is there to get excited about? What in the world impresses you when you're catered to every day of your life?
I've considered this before: If I was able to go out and buy everything I wanted, or travel wherever I liked, in luxury, whenever I wanted it, what would there be to look forward to? What would surprise me? Slumming?
Nope. I think I'll take middle class life with an occasional peek at the way the rich and famous live.
I like getting tickled to death when I find my hotel room features a four-foot-deep soaking tub and a plasma television embedded in the bathroom mirror.
And I actually like coming back to reality when I have to stay at a Courtyard by Marriott that hasn't been remodeled in 15 years.
The crunchy carpeting and oddly-stained sofas I can do without, but, you know, it's all a part of the ride. :o)