The Scattered T-Storm Saga

Good morning. I am only slowly coming into consciousness right now, as the coffee is taking effect on me. Too slow. I am in a zombie-like state. This is mostly because I had to take Jake to the airport this morning at 4 a.m. I know he is so mad at me right now, because I did not park and sit with him in the airport. I was just too tired, so I dropped him off. His face broke my heart, and now I am going to feel guilty until I talk to him and he is okay.

It is officially 10 days away from vacation, which means the 10 day forecast will include the first day of vacation. And just as I thought--- scattered thunderstorms. Now, I am old and wise enough to know that scattered thunderstorms really don't mean anything at the Outerbanks, and frankly, the forecast doesn't mean anything either. I am just happy that it says it will be 83 degrees. Because, at least it isn't 55 degrees with a chance of snow at night. I promise that the forecast will change every single day until we go. My dad gets mad at me for looking at it and getting upset. I don't really care anymore. It did rain everyday one year, and I still had a good time.

This weekend I am off to Youngstown with my mom for my cousin Jolene's bridal shower ... and to visit all of the relatives. I do love seeing everyone, and I know it will be hard to leave. I hate the long drive! I can't wait until I get that private jet.

So that's all for probably awhile. Have a good weekend. I can't wait to hear about Jake's Texas adventure. If he comes back with a cowboy boots and a hat, I will be so pissed.