“All work and no play makes Kerri … need a vacation.”
There’s been a lot of work going on lately. The constant flurry of activity in my office, the fun of the ol’ blogosphere, and assorted other writing adventures. While I enjoy everything that I’m involved in, I do find myself altogether way too close to a computer all the time. I understand HTML coding now.
I fear I may be becoming a geek. 😉
It’s time for a vacation.
So Chris and I have booked a 10 day trip to St. John in the Virgin Islands. White sand beaches, sunshine, and relaxation. We’ve booked a few nights at the Concordia Eco-Tents (they sound tremendously cool and sort of sexy), rented a Jeep, and have plans to drink some of the finest Virgin Islands Pale Ale ever draught. (Note: The beer is fantastic. You crack open the bottle and it smells like mangos. And it is created and brewed by one of Chris’s friends from home – he moved to St. John a few years ago. Nice gig, that.)
I am so excited for this vacation that I’m almost considering not using my pal Xanax to fly. (But of course I will, because I’m a wimpy-wimp.) We’ll be away for Chris’s birthday at the end of March. Nice way to escape the winter that has finally arrived.Bring on St. John!
“And, on a completely random note, the Aveeno hand lotion stuff makes my blood sugar appear higher than it actually is,” says Kerri, who tested in at 204 mg/dl, corrected it, and ended up at 51 mg/dl. A few minutes ago, I tested at 185 mg/dl, washed my hands, and rechecked to test my theory – 114 mg/dl. Ah ha! Pesky hand lotion. Good thing you’re repairing my hands or I’d chuck you out the window.