Monday, February 15, 2010


If I had gone on that New Zealand trip, I’d be getting home today: fit, tanned (or at least nicely burned), and full of beans.

Instead, I’m a flabby, pasty-faced, crabby, slug.

But as Brooklyn fans used to say every October, “Wait til next year!”

1 comment:

Ron Bloomquist said...

Or, wait till March!!

But I know what you mean.

It is hard sometimes. Gravity sucks!