I survived the holiday madness practically unscathed, acquiring just a tiny head cold on the plane ride out of town. Which seems to happen now every time I get on a plane. What's up with that? I can be healthy as an ox all year long but as soon as I fly somewhere - BAM - I get sick. I'm really not too pleased with that statistic.
Now that I'm back on solid ground I shall vegetate the next few days and then be off to San Diego on Thursday for one of those "big swing dance weekend events"...the Rhythmic Arts Festival to be exact. Dancing, dancing, drinking and socializing all weekend long.
Who's a happy girl?