I'm Leaving.....On a Plane....

That's right. I have miraculously recovered from my self pity party and am on my way to the sunny Bahamas. I'm going to sit on the beach and enjoy the sun, sip a drink or two, or three, or four, wake up late, swim with the dolphins, (well stand in some water with the dolphins because I can't swim) and toss my baby up to the vanilla sky in an adoring maternal way.

Yes, I am taking my one year old with me........

I've heard all kinds of junk about me taking my baby with me. "She's too young" mostly. But I look at it like this, she is my child, noone else stepped up to the plate and said we'll watch her, you know all the folks who don't want me taking her. Anyway, I don't think of my child as a burden. SHE'S MY CHILD! I'm not going to the Bahamas to get my groove back like Stella, I'm just trying to enjoy a change in scenery and some ocean. I love the ocean and all of that tropical shit. Besides, this will be my first plane ride ever and I couldn't think of anyone else I'd rather have accompany me. So, I'm going to hopefully, have some nice pictures for the two people reading my blog to see when I get back. I said I wouldn't post any pictures, but what the hell, I'll let y'all see my donut rolls and shit........

Oh, sunny, sunny, B-hummy, here I come.....

Do you think the baggage inspectors will check my shoes? I don't wear socks and I'm mighty afraid they're going to get a good whiff of stanky toe.......

Second thought, I don't give a damn, let 'em eat jam........toe jam that is.