It's just not nice to ask "tete de passoire" to remember all that I've done since arriving over here last week.
I think I went to a really fabulous wedding for my cousin and her loved one.
I think I spent a lot of money in the Magic Running Shoe Store.
I think I love driving automatic cars.
I think having your lips burned off by crabs steamed in Old Bay is one of the best things on the planet.
I think my family and friends are wonderful.
I think that's all I can remember.
And that's because I drank too many cosmopolitans at the rehearsal dinner before said wonderful wedding. As you do.
I love being here in the home of the free and the land of the brave but I will admit that I'm almost ready to head back over the pond. I miss everything being closed after 7pm.
Not to mention, I miss my Hubster. Who knew!
So tonight, it's a trip to the ballpark and then tomorrow back to the airport with two suitcases loaded with peanut butter, flashing toothbrushes, running gear, and Aunt Jemima's Maple Syrup.
Just the necessities, right?