Bummer and Bonus

Bummer for Mr. Pop. He has to go to Captiva Island on the west coast of Florida to sit through three days of meetings. He’s leaving today and will return Saturday.

Bonus for me because I get to go too. While he’s at his meeting, I will be holding court with the shore birds and seashells down on the beach, reading and basically turning into some sort of vegetable. I hope to god, or whatever, that I do not hear one word about politics the whole time I am away. I am weary of the pundits bickering and pontificating. They don’t know any more than you or I do, but that doesn’t stop them from believing that they do.

So, I’ll wrap this up, close my suitcase and get ready for a few days of doing absolutely nothing, unless I want to. That’s what all life should be about if you ask me.

If you throw a party here while I’m away, please clean up all the beer cans, empty bottles and any underwear anyone should leave laying around.

Be sweet and I’ll see you either Saturday or next Monday.