"It's the most wonderful time of the year!"

I know, I know what you're thinking, "Now I have to sign in to your blog to check for new updates and there are never any new updates?" In fact, many of you are not just thinking this, but expressing these exact sentiments to me (Jen, I'm looking in your direction). And you're right. Forgive me blogdom for I have sinned. Please accept my blogogy, but I have been working 70+ hours a week, with not much blodder. Or what little blodder I have acquired usually just goes right out of my head in a big black blog hole. The blogosphere has not provided me with enough time or energy to sufficiently blog. I will try and do blotter, err, I mean better in the future.

So, it just took me an hour to go 28.5 miles. No big deal, just saying. Traffic, you ask? No. Construction? No, actually there wasn't. Just general spidey sense failing me. Perhaps my drive-around-till-I-recognize-something idea of directions isn't working so well anymore. Or, more likely, perhaps they've made Bronxville so ridiculously difficult to get to that no one can actually get there! Why you ask? I honestly believe they made Bronxville this difficult to get to to keep out the poor folks and the riff raff - ya know, because I got lost going TO Bronxville as well. So consider it done, Bronxville. Congratulations! Because I get lost every time I try to get to and/or from you.

My drive home started out well enough. I got on the Bronx River Parkway south all the way, but then nothing ever looked familiar until I saw an exit sign for the Throgs Neck Bridge, which looked pretty damn good and my expectations were sky high, but the exit was also for the GW Bridge and something else and once I got off the exit, I never saw another sign for the Throgs Neck Bridge. This is a mistake I've done before (I also made the same mistake going TO Bronxville that I've made in the past, but unlike any other human being, I keep making the same mistake). Naturally, I had no choice, but to get back on the Bronx River parkway, except now it was the Cross Bronx Parkway, going south to the GW Bridge. I was hoping there would be a turn off for the Throgs Neck bridge at some point and I played a waiting game hoping that some familiar exit would show its face before I had to commit to going over the bridge. Finally, I saw a sign that said "Last Exit in NY" and another two, one for "87 North to Albany" or "87 South to Queens." The choice was obvious - 87 to Queens. From there, I saw a sign for the Major Deegan and Yankee Stadium and thought, "Surely I can get home from Yankee stadium!" So I took that exit until I saw a sign for "NY All Airports." Figuring I live relatively close to JFK, I then took that exit. I had to pass Laguardia first though, which is not really close to home, but it was a welcome (ie, familiar) site. I think I was briefly on the Van Wyck expressway. I know I saw Yankee Stadium and Shea. Plus, the signs did not lie, I did pass both NY airports, to my chagrin because once I passed JFK, I was well on my way to the Belt Parkway and then to Sunrise Highway.

And now I'm home, safe and sound! With probably at least one gallon of gas left in my car. It was a lovely night for a tour around NY's burroughs and LI. It's not like gas is $5 a gallon or anything or tolls just went up.

The good news is that tomorrow is Memorial Day, which of course we all know means....the beginning of BEACH SEASON (I already went today and plan on going again tomorrow). It also means we can, umm, wear white pants and shoes again. Plus, bbqs will be a-plenty! Tis the season to be jolly!! Enjoy it!

I am now going to put calamine lotion behind my ears and go to sleep. Yeah, so the beach was a little buggy without any breeze, but otherwise it was gorgeous. If you know me, but at all, you know that if there was one biting insect on that beach, it was finding me and feasting. Alas, it did and now I have a bug bite behind each ear, which, if you're wondering, isn't pleasant (the only ones worse are on the tops of your feet and hands).

Thanks for reading! :)