Would You Like Some Cheese With That?

I really can't wait to leave for Las Vegas early on Thursday morning. I am praying to every god, goddess, the universe and anything else that may be listening, and asking for perfect weather for my flights. I have to stop in New York and Memphis before I get to my paradise and I don't want to be delayed one moment more than is necessary.

Honestly though, it isn't Vegas I care about. It could be New York, Chicago, or some little town somewhere and I wouldn't care as long as my friends are there. When I made the decision to stay in Maine permanently I knew I was giving up a lot and, while I have gained much since making the decision, one thing I don't have here are friends. There are people I went to high school with, people who go to my grandmother's church, and tons of family, but no one I can just go and hang out with on any regular basis. This has left me very lonely, with very little motivation to leave the house, especially as winter comes storming in.

That is enough whining for now. I may just have to bring a few of you back to Maine with me. Who likes to shovel?