I just spent the last 4 days telling my family when I needed to poop. So clearly, I have been a little out of it. I was in Lake Powell. By the way, I pronounce Powell as it is spelled. Not "Pal". That is a major annoyance of mine (among many many others) that I just wanted to clear up.
Anyway, I'm not going to blog about "how much fun it was" or "how I totally needed a vacay" - because no one really cares. And really, try as I may, I can't really make any of that interesting enough for you to want to read about.
However, I will post a picture of me in my fabulous big black hat (see below). I bought this in Huntington Beach last month with the sole purpose of looking like a total B when I wear it. I love it. And although you can't see my face, I still thinks it makes me look like an uber B.
Believe it or not, I am still in the middle of The Great Bedroom Relocation of 2009 and will post when I am completely moved and in my "new space".
For now, I am just happy I don't have to tell my dad when he needs to take me to the bathroom.*
*We camp in Lake Powell. Which means if I have some business to take care of, it requires me to be driven to the closest floating toilet. It's totally inconvenient and I dread the day I bring a boyfriend to Lake Powell and he has to hear me say I have to poop.