I just got back from a lovely little trip to the state of Maine.  Maine is so magical a place, that I went to Canada without a passport!  Here’s the proof:

This is me in front of Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s summer home on Campobello Island in… CANADA!  Yes, FDR loved to unwind with the canucks.  I’m surprised I didn’t know about his summer home back in the 5th grade when I researched and played Eleanor Roosevelt in my school’s annual Presidents production.  I’d provide you with photo accompaniment documenting my pageant waving skills, white gloves, and my fancy pillbox hat, but I wouldn’t want to make you insane with jealousy.  (Also I had braces and I can’t let anyone see me like that.)

But I will tell you that I hiked this…

About a month ago I traveled down to Florida to visit my dear friend Simona in a little town called Jupiter.

Jupiter has:

• a beautiful beach with an inlet
• snowbirds for days
• a Publix on every corner
• Admiral’s Cove, a four-star platinum country club that would blow your mind

So if you’re looking to live in another planet, make sure you have sunscreen, are old and retired, can reasonably afford to purchase a home with it’s own dock access, and are willing to pay almost double for your groceries on a regular basis.  Jupiter just might be right for you!

I’m having some trouble getting off what they call “island time.” Last week I came back to Knoxville and proceeded like I was still on vacation. And it was worth every penny and minute, not gonna lie.

Tomorrow is Monday and I plan to make a fresh start at transitioning back into my life in Knoxville. I told my brother Allen today that I was going to have my life in order by the end of the week. Then I made a to-do list:

1. renew driver’s license
2. pay parking ticket
3. find gainful employment
4. buy a parking pass for school
5. buy groceries
6. unpack my stuff
7. figure out how to still graduate in December

I know it’s a tall order. I’ll let you know on Friday how I did.

I’m here!
First thing I did on the Vineyard?  Biked 3.5 miles to a Stop & Shop, purchased a small dinner, then biked 3.5 miles back.  Most rewarding meal of my life!

Hey Pittsburgh. How are you doing? Good? Me too.

You have a lot of bridges.

You have THREE RIVERS!

You had me the minute I came through Fort Pitt Tunnel.

I will inhabit your wonderful city on a few conditions:

1. Keep Sidney Crosby single for me until I get there.
2. Bump up the tourism industry just a bit so I can actually build a viable career.

That’s only 2 things, can we work this out?