Where For Art Thou, Annie?

Have you ever seen the movie Field of Dreams?

You know. The one where Kevin Costner follows his dream and plows under his corn field to build a baseball field? Along the way, he semi-kidnaps his favorite author, played by James Earl Jones. Soon, both Kevin and James are enjoying their journey to find their dreams.

While on their trip, Kevin's character picks up a newspaper and remarks to James' character, "Hey! Do you know you are missing?!"

James laughs good-naturedly, reads the headline, and utters a grim, "Uh-oh!" Even though his kidnapping turned out more than OK, he had forgotten to let his family know where he was, and, more importantly, that he was OK.

So, let's just say that I am James Earl Jones in this scenario, off on an adventure, and never dreaming that I would worry anyone!

I am so sorry to cause my bloggy friends and family worry. Really. I am just fine. I am not under mounds and mounds of snow. I have not been trapped by falling kitchen remodeling debris. And, I have not been kidnapped by my kiddies and held hostage for the exchange of more Nintendo DS games. (Although, now that I think about it, if they had thought of that idea, I may have been in trouble.)

No, dear friends. I am OK.

I am perfectly peachy, here in sunny Florida, visiting with my family. In fact, I am a bit sad that tomorrow, I have to put on 17 layers of clothing to return to the winter wonderland that is my home. After all, I have such a nice tan. It's a shame it has to be all covered up!

So, yes, I will be back soon with loads of sunny stories and photos to share with you. Florida (especially Disney) has been great, but, quite frankly, I am pooped.

I am ready to return to the world of making school lunches, chauffeuring and refereeing children, and battling the evils of Jack Frost.

In short, I am ready to go back to the real world.

At least, I think I am.

Ask me again when the alarm goes off on Wednesday morning at 5:45.