367 and counting...up

While I flat-out refuse to believe that its been a full year since Rob and I embarked on our excellent adventure, our travels have been on my mind a lot lately. A whole L-O-T. I want to go back. Now. Right now.

A random mishmash of memories that have slammed into my frontal cortex over the last few days (which will likely mean squat to anyone but me...whatever):
- waking up to absolutely zero watts of power on the January 24, 2009 and dragging a sick boy through two airports, only to arrive in Mexico and realize "oh shhh, I have NO idea where we will be going/living/are..."
- the first tacos we demolished at Felix Tacos in Mexico...the initial trip to the grocery store...pet store monkeys...the tiny green taxicabs
- huffing and puffing during the climb up the Eiffel Tower, where Rob scored the three of us a prime viewing spot for a terrific sunset
- Finnegan's Wake sung loudly plus real Guinness in a rowdy Dublin pub on March 17
- getting snowed on during a jog in Prague (which began under clear and sunny skies) (sidenote: why did I bother to exercise? climbing 113 stairs should have been enough!)
- Budapest - wandering the streets, the baths, the mind-blowing falafels, the random guy with the pet falcon
- the guy fiddling with Rob's suitcase lock on the train, and the scent of the spice market in Istanbul
- eating gelato in the rain while dragging a suitcase and attempting to find our teeny tiny hotel on the crooked, unmarked Venice streets (Rob = map-champ)
- doing the touristy bus thing in London and spending a bit more time in a pub than intended the eve of a umpteen-hour flight back to the States

So many more...but as I type one, it leads to a completely different memory. I'm looking forward to revisiting posts on my blog on each post's year-anniversary. I'm not looking forward to how bummed I'll be to be sitting in my little gray cubicle while I do so...

To my travel buddy: where shall we go next?! : ]

woot - first post of the year!

...and if the seven days that have passed between entering a new year and actually blogging about anything at all are any indication, its been interesting thus far. Here's a very very brief update on what I've been up to in the last 19 or so days:

Work has literally kicked my ass since the beginning of December. Shouldn't things slow down a smidge during the holidays?! The Devil himself may or may not have joined me in my little gray-carpeted cubicle this week. He's an asshole. Yay.

Rob's still in town, and that still makes me happy. He heads back to school next week, and that makes me sad. I have a few trips already booked, and that makes me less sad.

We're moving. Again. Across the hall from Summer this time. No freaking joke. I might be a stalker, but now we won't have to ever worry about driving home, which means we'll drink lots o' wine and beer. Win for the economy. Lose for our health. Things balance.

With this oh-so-riveting post, I am officially the most boring and lame-ass blogger I've read. Sorry. Maybe I should erase everything above and just type: "I'm alive, welp...see ya later"?!