I’m in So. Car. for my neice’s wedding and the weather is BEAUTIFUL!!!  OMG it’s gorgeous.  Sitting on my sister’s back porch, looking over Hidden Lake at Isle of Palms is the best.  Right now, her whole resident family is off decorating for tonight’s reception, so I have her house to myself, in charge of three ( 3!!! ) identical grey cats and access to this computer.  It doesn’t get any better than this.

I left a foot of snow and freezing ass weather in Oklahoma, so this is the bomb.

The trip his was FUBAR.  Our layover in DFW airport stretched from an hour to four hours and we didn’t get to Charleston until 11 p.m. local time.  We flew on a smaller jet that bumped for three hours getting here.

As many of you know, I smoke.  Thus, since DFW is nonsmoking, I would strip as much as I could, go outside and smoke and then have to go back through the take your boots off or we shoot inspection.  FUBAR.  Eventually, I figured out that there was too much going on for them to catch me huffing a few quick hits off a butt in the bathroom.  (UHM. That didn’t sound like i wanted it to.  huffing a butt in a bathroom?  I would quickly have a portion of a cigaret in a stall is what I mean.)

Since we got into Charleston so late, the universe unfolded as it should and we waited another 10 minutes or so and greeted my daughter who flew in from Tucson.  She looks great and I was absolutely over the top delighted to once more be able to give her a hug.

At Mary’s, there were her two sons and her friend Robin.  We stayed up and talked and laughed past midnight until I just dropped in exhaustion.

I’ll try and do more blogging when I can, but I’ve got to get back to that porch.  It’s a drug.  I’m an addictive personality.  You do the math.