pauses and procrast... (I'll finish the title later)

In approximately 24 hours I will be landing in California.

A little pause from my Macon, Georgia life.

But currently, I have four loads of laundry in baskets that have to be done before I leave (or it will drive me crazy while I'm gone). And did I mention I've yet to start packing? I wasn't too stressed out this little minor detail... until my sweet little brother (who I'm going to visit) kindly sent this week's forecast.

It's going to be in the 50's & 60's, people. Not exactly flip flop, tank top weather like I was dreaming of. And now I'm back to square one. And now that I'm thinking about it, I don't even know if I have a suitcase to pack my stuff in. oh goodness...

But all this to say, who cares. I'm going to Cali-FOR-n-i-aaaaah (said just like Ah-nuld would say it) with Dad, Mom and Ruthie to see my little brother Caleeeeeb.

Maybe we will get sun, maybe we won't. But we will have fun.

And I will be sure to dance to this song while we explore a new place.