Vacation officially over

I have returned. Today. Although my flight got back in Wed. afternoon, it's taken until Saturday to truly finally return to almost normal. I say almost because for the first time in like six years I picked up a bucket ( small bucket shaped container) of prunes. And have been eating them instead of lunch for three days. 


They're certainly shaking things up, down, and a little side to side. Not in a good way. 

But other than that vacation has officially ended. I've cleaned the kitchen. 


One of my students has successfully online stalked me and found me on fb, reminding me to be careful what kind of vacation pictures I post. 

Vacation time brother!

ok, countdown to Thailand! Have I mentioned before that I love airports? Those hello kitty gates, the luggage, the noise the people and the bathrooms. The Narita airport has octopus burgers at McDonalds and toilets with a dozen buttons on them. Even the airport in Georgia has self wrapping toilets and the largest spiders I've ever seen crawling around the floor. 


I can't say I remember much about the last time I was in Thailand about the Phuket airport. I'll pay closer attention this time. I do remember a wide assortment of prostitution books and lady boy stories at the book store. 
I'll be on the lookout for ladyboys and cool toilets. 


And then it will be the beach. And it will be as perfect as I imagine it. It'll be just like this...

despite the weather supposed to be like this

whatever, I'll still be doing this...

happy chinese new year me!

things i'd rather be doing than packing

1. I'd much rather be playing the newest bestest update expansion pack to the latest video games that I'm currently just about sick of playing.

2. I'd rather eat the leftover from the fridge (which will have to be thrown out anyways, be it today, or three weeks from now after I get back from vacation).

3. I'd rather be making helpful to do lists, creating a crafty plan of attack on my sock drawer and other trouble packing areas.

4 I would really really rather find some projectile object to launch at the neighborhood alley cats who's have started their screaming matches all hours of the night. The acoustics in that alley are amazing, I'm five flights up and they still sound crisp and agonizing.

5. I'd rather be getting a massage from the Thai massage place down the street. My neck hurts from sticking it out the window and screaming back at local cats to shut up.

I'd rather be making funny terrible photoshop pictures for this but I'm packing now.