If you have any concerns...

I think my biggest worry at this point before my trip to NYC is losing my luggage. Does that happen very often?
I was watching a Scottish comedian doing a bit about losing his luggage on his way to Australia. Um...I will cry if I lose my luggage. The comedian was holding the handlebar to his luggage and waving it around and I just pictured myself stuck with just the handle of my luggage. After I saw his bit and laughed for a while, I went to my suitcase and made a list of everything that I had in there right now.
I am writing a list of all the things that are in my luggage so that if they lose it, I can give them the list. Now, I don't know if this will help. The airport website had travel tips and that was one of them...
I bet they just say that to make crazy customers like me to shut up and they can pretend like they can do something to find your shit.
I will cry if I'm in NY without my clothes...and my shoes! Seriously cry.

Project

I've been working on a photo project for a while now. So here are some of the photos (btw if anyone does want to use the pictures, please ask first):

I Found Kristen Stewart's Sister

I have found her long lost sister! I do not like Kristen Stewart. She always looks high and now I have the answer! This is why Kristen looks high...she's related to a woman who is always on drugs! Meet Kristen's Sister:

Fab, Dahling!

Just got Nim's Island in the mail from Netflix. My Gerard Butler fanaticism continues.

I have failed in finding someone to interview for a class. However!! I am interviewing a friend of mine who has a Facebook following to run for U.S. President in 2010. I hope to get the story on that tomorrow. Will also be doing a story on the Festival of Muses that's being shown locally. The lady from the exhibition center still hasn't e-mailed me and that's annoying. Bollocks! I am getting to really love that word. I feel if I said it out loud it would sound ridiculous with my American accent, but I do enjoy writing it as well.

Poopy the Dog has started snorting and growling in his sleep. He still sleeps right next to my head, tucked against my side, so whenever he makes these noises he wakes me up. I wonder what doggies dream about...

Speaking of dogs, I did a photo shoot with my little puppies today. Here are some photos:

I have to say this last one is my favorite. I was able to get him to make this face when I rub my hand along the side of his snout. I love it! I just kept laughing when I saw the picture.

15 days

Dear Dairy,

New York City is in two weeks. Everyone can tell I'm excited because every time I see any planes (tv or real) I get twitchy.

I went shopping with my sister today, mostly because my self esteem has been pretty high lately and I needed to get it back down to normal levels. Seriously though, why do designers make pants that don't fit? They'll be fine in the waist and baggy as hell in the legs. Or the pants will be too lose in the waist but you just try shimmying those things up your legs- you'll rip them in half!

We went to Burlington because I needed a nice coat. I walked in and thought I'd stepped into Wal-Mart. For some reason, we have a ridiculous Burlington. I'm used to those really nice ones with everything exactly where the retailers planned for it to be. I walked into this place and there are clothes flying off the hanger!! There are blouses on the floor and I'm stepping on coats and bangles! I did get two shirts for $10, though. Nice shit, too.

Anyway, shopping's done for a while and I'm all set to leave Florida.

G'night,
Mary

Poopy Pants

Dear Diary,
Today, I realized how broke I am (and will be). I was looking in my rearview mirror of my car thinking how dark my brown roots look next to my blonde hair. I started calculating how much it would cost me to fix the problem and how many years it would take me to save enough pennies to get that done.

It's officially March 1st and I'm so excited because I'll be going to New York City soon. I'm crossing my fingers that it's still snowing when I get there. I hear people complain all the time about snow, but for a native Floridian snow is like the Yeti on daytime television. You hear tales about its existence but no one around here has ever seen it.

Also, can anyone explain to me why old men have crust around their mouths? Are they always eating glazed donuts or something? I saw 5 (count it! 5!) old men with some kind of weird white crust around their mouth. I've heard that old label "you crusty old man" but I never realized they actually crust over. It scares me a little to think that happens to people. Or is it JUST men? If so, I'm so glad I have a vagina. It was good for something.

Anyway, I hope tomorrow is a little more exciting. I'm going to an aerobics class (wish me luck) and I hope to have my tax return in the bank (doubtful). Goodnight.
Mary