I have to say that having a countdown to departure is sad, there is no other way for me to get through the next 56 days.

Las Vegas is not a nice place.

The other day I was at a red light behind a car and realized I needed to get into the right turn lane. Since there was plenty of room for me to maneuver into the right lane, I slowly did so. The driver of the car in front of me inched up a bit to help me out. Naturally I gave her the "thank you" wave and even mouthed the word "thanks". Instead of a smile or nod, I got a sneer complete with lifted lip. Really.

I've also begun stressing about my 25th anniversary trip. Rod and I were going to travel up to Maine and have a nice 5 days together. I think now we have to cancel the trip because Tyler needs someone to be with. I don't want to leave the dog in the kennel (she is getting old and it wouldn't be nice). Ugh! So much looking forward to nothing. And I really need that time with my husband to get back in the groove of the relationship.