Oy is old

I have a cold, a stiff neck, a partially thrown out back, and I need a root canal. I am falling apart 2 months shy of my 30th bday. wtf?
In other new, MIA is hot again and it looks like we'll be here for at least another year thanks to the shitty economy and lack of job prospects for big M. I hopefully won't be fired from my job in the coming year. As long as they don't realize I don't know what I'm doing, I'll be ok.
In lovely news, I just had a fabulous trip to NY and NH/ME. What did I do you're wondering?
1. Flew to NY on Fri the 13th and didn't die. Awesome.
2. Hung out in the Rock with the parents and fluffy bichon for the weekend.
3. Drove to NH/ME and stayed with N, the greatest hostess ever.
4. Ate too many GF goodies including pizza, sandwich, chocolate-raspberry ganash cupcake!
5. Hung out with some of my favorite New England people.
6. Met my beautiful niece.
7. Didn't get to see anyone in NY except my family (boo).
8. Flew home sitting next to a man with a cold.
(I survived)

Plazshe weekend

Little Z is lovely and healthy. I finally have pictures, but I'm not going to post them, given this whole anonymity theme I've got going on with my blog. I'm so mysterious.

Here's my weekend list for y'all:
1. A! came to visit!!!! (I'm using the extra exclamation points just for her, given her love of US Magazine).
2. We went to the beach a lot. We went to one that was experiencing a Portuguese Man o' War explosion.
3. We went to Jimbo's. To best explain Jimbo's, I'm going to quote my "Time Out Miami" book:
"Owned by Jimbo Luznar, the 'friendliest man on earth', this is hands down the most difficult to find- and even more difficult to describe- watering hole in Miami. It started as a gathering spot for shrimping trawlers and has since mutated into a combination of bocce court, fish-smoking oven, haunt for filthy stray cats, and a dollar-a-can beer-drinking hangout. Adjacent is a tropical lagoon where Flipper was filmed, as well as a collection of vacant faux-Bahamian shacks that have been rented out for hundreds of photo, TV and movie shoots, from Miami Vice to True Lies. The term 'bar' doesn't begin to do this place justice. Precious few south Florida attractions can compete with the simple pleasure of sipping beer on Jimbo's dock while watching manatees loll in the lagoon."
4. At the aforementioned Jimbo's, A! got serenaded by a harmonica-playing man. It went something like this: "I love those big breasted women. They are so big cause she's healthy". Surprisingly no song was written about my womanly parts.
5. We had kick-ass Cuban food in Little Havana. M had a pork hangover for 2 days.
6. We successfully avoided South Beach all weekend long.
7. We ate fish tacos and played an awesome game of Beyond Balderdash. I won.

All in all, another awesome weekend.
(Don't tread on me)