vacation

It's good to be in a land where people get you. You guys know what I mean? They understand why you crave the foods you crave or want to be the places where you want to be. They understand why you need to be by water.

Water people. That's who we are.

Note to those who don't live in Philly or South Jersey: that's pronounced wooter people.

Well, folks, I'm off to the beautiful (eh-hem) waters of Galveston for a few days to spend some time with Chris' family. (Chris is going as well.) I'm not sure if I'll have wi-fi or not (gasp! four days without my blogging buddies!). So I'll leave you for this oh-so-blue photo for Anna Carson's Project Blue.

"Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarly pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off--then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can." (Herman Melville, Moby Dick)

Next week, Chris and I will be on a cruise--my first ever.

Here's what I'm excited about: