What am I doing?

Well Toots, its with a certain degree of consternation that I involve myself in this blogging business. However, your new found interest has motivated me to give you one more blog to read before you "hit the hay." This way I can give you a little journal of your hubbies happenings while he is away on the road.

**DISCLAIMER** This is only a trial. If at any time should my attention wane and the whole blogging sensation cease to take root in either my daily habits or my markedly puerile attention span I will quit and you will have to rely on a nightly phone call. Understanding that as is the norm I will most likely be tired, preoccupied by the evenings ball games, or asleep and I'll call you in the morning. Granted morning is a loosely used term in that often lack of cell service in many of my bergs is marginal so it might be afternoon or maybe not till the next night where any of the above is likely to occur again. Kidding, my sarcasm leads one to think that our lines of communication are non-existent or strained at best. I look forward to and enjoy our conversations while on the road and I don't mean to poke fun at our plight. I guess my disclaimer could be more simple, If blogging sucks, I won't do it. There.

Sacramento:

Flying sucks. I really don't like strangers, and even more than my distaste for unknown folks I abhor poor hygiene i.e. coffee/morning breath. Apparently the gentleman who I was priveleged to sit next to, or is it sit on, (I can't remember with the seats of a canada air regional jet being so large) can best be discribed as large and completely unaware that he might at sometime in his day be in close proximity of other folks. He was rancid. Why don't I ever get the small people next to me that bathe? At least he didn't talk to me. I wasn't entirely interested in his amature kite making hobby. (That was the magazine he was reading and I'm not making that up.)

I got alot of work done on the computer this afternoon while waiting for Jason to show up. He flew in on the trailer park in the sky and was 90 min. late. I'm almost caught up. Had lunch in Old Sac, it's kind of the historic district here in town and pretty close to the Hotel. Lots of shops, you'd like it.

I think this is going to do it for this post. I'm bored, thirsty and to be honest w/ you i'm not really sure if i'm doing this right or following the format. Trisha's blog from waaaayyy down south is the only one i've ever read. I love you.