The Incorrigible Night Owl

Come tomorrow we are off to Dallas to spend the night near the airport. It’s the difference between getting up at 5:30 and getting up at 8:30 so I am thrilled out of my gourd that we are able to do it.
We leave Dallas at 11 a.m. on Tuesday and arrive at LAX around 2:30. Then there’s a (minimum) 3.5-hour drive to my folks’ house, not to mention 30-60 minutes to pick up the rental car, numerous potty stops and probably a stop for a bite to eat. I imagine we won’t arrive at the Incorrigible Homestead much earlier than 7:30.
I spend maybe a third of the time online there as I do at home. It’s not because my social calendar doesn’t leave room for computer time; it’s that my mom’s slow computer accesses the internet with a slow dial-up connection — which also happens to be the only phone line in the house. My dad spends a lot of time asking me if I’m still online while I’m there.
Also, my first full day there just happens to be my best friend’s day off, so I imagine I will be running the streets with her for at least part of the day.
What this all boils down to is that I probably won’t be on with a new entry until later in the week — let’s say Thursday, at the earliest. I do, most definitely, intend to keep on blogging from California. They will just be fewer and further between. But stick with me — I’ll be around. I will regale the internet with stories of late-night grilled cheese sammiches at Denny’s and how my mom bought half the merchandise in the Carter’s outlet store for my brats. Now, won’t that be fun? (That is SO rhetorical, by the way.)
Have a lovely week, everyone.