It's the Freakin' Weekend!

It really seems like this week has flown by. I was delighted to wake up this morning and realize that it's Friday.

I have vacationitis. I think I'm going to fiddle with my GPS thingy at some point this weekend and plug in the vacation address and compare the GPS directions to Mapquest or something. I have a thing about maps, remember?

I might also start packing a little. Not because I'm really being proactive about packing, but just because I've been half-way cleaning out my closet and dresser and purging clothes that I can't or don't wear anymore. It wouldn't hurt to get the bathing suits, beach towels, cover ups, shorts, etc. out of my way. I have limited space to work with, you see?

I ordered a snorkel/mask/flippers yesterday too. Tee hee hee.

Thanks to my overzealous beach-related buying for last year's trip, I really haven't had to buy that much this year. The things I have bought this year have been on clearance, so that's nice.

In totally unrelated news. Isn't it kind of tacky to call a "climbing wall" place "Climb Max"? They were advertising it (in the style of public access tv commercials) when Elaine and I went to the movies the other day and it cracked us up. I wish I could remember the website name.