I got my tickets for JournalCon ’09 today. The whole thing starts at 8am on July 3rd, though my plane leaves at 5pm on July 2nd. Tomorrow. Less than 24 hours from now, I’ll be sitting on a plane headed for Yonkers, NY with my husband, and we won’t be back until JournalCon ends on the evening of July 6th. No kids, no agenda, just friends meeting up for the annual Journalers Convention. I’ve vouched for several people in my bookmarks, and I’ve vouched for more than a few on my journal list. I don’t know if they’re all going. I know that my neck never quit hurting, so a long plane ride will be hellish for me. Maybe I can get some reading done while I’m airborne? I wasn’t able to pick up a book at all yesterday or the day before because of all the things I had to get done.
It’s been forever since I’ve seen the stars. I think I will go out and sky watch for a few moments, even if I don’t get to see much, I’ll be able to see some. And that counts for something. I’m a little hot and bothered right now, but Dennis is out with his friends before our trip tomorrow, and I’m stuck at home watching the kids and his dad. Fun evening, huh? I can’t even help myself because the kids aren’t tired and they keep whining from their beds or getting out of bed and tracking me down. Even if Darren can’t talk, it would be pretty embarrassing for me to look up in the throes of self-pleasuring ecstasy and see him standing there, in the bedroom, watching me. Or worse, be in the throes of that same ecstasy and hear a crash followed by screams from the other room.
*Sigh* I’ll pray for vacation sex.
In the meantime, check out Obamicon.me. I made some Obama posters from my pictures there like the ones on Mona’s site, only these are incredibly easier and less time consuming to make.