Somewhere in the vast corn-rows of Iowa there lives a woman who, once upon a time, was a good friend of Oodgie. She has two kids, the youngest of which is just a month or two older than Cheeky. I've been to Iowa a couple of times, and although I love the people and the healthy portions, I wouldn't rank it among my top tourist destinations. I've warned Oodgie about this, but she misses her friend enough that she's bought two plane tickets--one for her and one for Cheeky--to go visit the Great Flatness for five days.
You know what that means?
Of course, I'll miss Cheeky's joyous embrace, and the way Oodgie insistently shoves her feet in my face for a massage. And it won't be all fun and games, mind you. I've got to repaint our bathroom (the color we picked reminds me of congealed pancake mix) and will be picking the strands of plastic Easter grass out of plants, furniture, and as-yet-undiscovered crevasses in our apartment.
But mostly, I just want to hang out without a schedule. Maybe pop in some tunes. Or go to a store. Or just read a book. As long as it doesn't involve fuzzy red monsters.
So let me know if you're in the New York area this week...drinks are on me!