Off we go, to the big, windy apple!
Clothes are washed and packed, addresses are written down, maps are in the bag.
I’d hoped to post some photos before I left but time has started to battle against me lately. We’ll have a photo explosion when I get back.
Before I go, let me leave you with this thought…
I’ve reacently discovered (in the fine print) that Wells Fargo has the right to go into your house at night and anally rape you. When they are finished they will assess a finance charge and debit your account. You don;t even have to be a Wells Fargo customer to get this treatment, they’ll still do this to you and then submit the finance charge to your bank. Crazy.
MY FEET STINK!!!!
And, just like that, I’m back in your life.