Heading to Maine today!

Yep, I'm on the road again--this time by myself.  I'm taking a half day of work and will hit the road this afternoon.  My quirky lesbian aunt lives in Wells, right near the beach.  I haven't seen her in a few years--not since my mother's wedding in Vegas in 2006--so I'm pretty psyched.  I haven't been to Maine since right before B.H. and I split up; this trip is sure to be more enjoyable.  On the way back I hope to stop in on my friend Chief, whom you may remember from my book.  What a character.

Anyway, I probably won't be able to post tomorrow (I like to keep to my usual schedule), but I'll have all kinds of pictures and stories for you when I get back. 

In the meantime, yesterday I got one of the funniest comments ever.  In case you didn't see it, check out what one anonymous reader confessed:

I'm afraid of babies!

They are so fragile & I am so clumsy!

I trip on my own two feet on a regular basis, but what if I dropped one? They can't even support their own tiny head, what if I get distracted & forget for a second and forget? What if I'm too tired because I stayed up all night watching them so they don't get SIDS? What is that anyway & how do I know it isn't going to happen to me? Am I going to be part of that statistic which dies in childbirth? Who will care for them when I'm gone if they come out mentally retarded? How can anyone afford them - they cost a goddamn fortune! There are way too many variables. I've seen so many nice couples raise such horrible demon children it boggles the mind! Or maybe the child turns out just fine, but starts dating slimeballs with tattoos and the next thing you know, you are stuck helping to raise another one. What if they sex text to another teenager & get arrested for distributing child porn? No, just way to many variables one can't control!

Courtney and I were laughing our heads off over that last night--cracked us up. 
 
Have a great weekend!