Never Get Involved in a Land War in Asia

And the lesser known truth, never pack for a trip more than 24 hours ahead of time.

I have packed and repacked my bag no less than sixty two times and in the process accomplished a whole lot of nothing. I still am not quite sure whether or not I have ended up with the winning combination of clothing/swimsuits, but we'll see.

In the mean time let's just close our eyes and think of beaches.

Things I Have Not Done, Part 1

I am leaving for Naomi's Three-0 in the Ric-Oin roughly a week. And as far as planning goes, I am not just a little bit behind.

By this point, I usually have bags strewn about the room and piles of clothes to go inside each one. Nice clothes, play clothes....and a separate bag to put dirty underoo's in.

I don't have a swimsuit.

I haven't tabbed my Lonely Planet Guide.

I haven't gotten my replacement credit card (my old one was 'compromised').

I haven't double checked with our hotel.

And I certainly haven't lost that twenty pounds that I had planned on.

I realize in the grand scheme of things this is not something to whine about, but it's kind of stressing me out.

Flattery will get you Everywhere

My greeting after being gone from work for a few days,

"Ms King do you know Ms ______? You should get her to be our sub from now on. She's, you know, kind of big too."

There were some gestures involved in his description. It was quite nice.