Florida on my mind....

The six day absence of our majestic star that provides warmth and happiness is wearing on me. 1,2,3,4,5,6....days without lifting my head to the sky. One hundred and forty four hours of this depressing ceiling, endless droplets of water and gale force winds leaves me with no choices.... After hours of surfing discount flights, bottles of tan in a can and countless tear soaked Kleenex, madness set in.

Empty pockets and desperate measures I pulled on my floral rubbers. Capped in black I made my way to the nearest bank, channeling the Barbie Bandits. I needed money. Mary Poppins style, I made my way across the street until this...


Ego deflated, twisted ankles and two broken nails I hobbled my way home. Hoping to stumble upon a tanning bed.


*The bank robbing is fictional. No need to alert the authorities. I just like tell stories. I am however still looking for flights south, it is now snowing. Sigh.