I'm going to read "Mount Vernon Love Story" by Mary Higgins Clark. I hope it's good. I think there is a death threat out for me if I don't read it, so I am.
3.5 weeks left to Nantucket. I am beyond excited for it. Pretty sad actually. You'd think this was my first and only vacation. But I think I'm just due for one. Haven't been to Tahoe since February. And that was my last real vacation. I'm definitely ready for another.
Well Margaret is back to scoping out our balcony. She hasn't been sitting in any of the plant's pots again, but she & her husband (we've knighted him as Waldo) have been around. So, that's good. I was getting a little depressed that she just left like that. I guess it's good there weren't any eggs. Not sure if I'd really like loud, annoying, baby birds on my balcony that close to my bedroom anyways. Yeah, doesn't sound like much fun.
I just have to say that I can do better push-ups than that tall, weird black-belted, curly blonde-headed weirdo in my class. Yay! Yes, I can do guy push-ups. Always had this weird upper body strength where push-ups come easy to me. Yup.
Nantucket, nantucket, nantucket.....
That little plane only seats 10 people, including the pilot. It's the quote, unquote puddle-jumper plane we take from Cape Cod to Nantucket Island. Cool, isn't it?! I love it. Plus the flight is something crazy like 12 minutes from take-off to touchdown. :)
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