Pressing Play

I am back, party people. Survived the flights, even. With the help of girl friends who not only bring their own fabulous selves along, but also FREE SOUTHWEST DRINK COUPONS. Can you say moi has some terrific friends? I knew you could . . .

So here's the deal: I had a simply splendid time, hiking, Pilates-ing and adventuring my ass off.

I also missed blogging every single day. Why? Because:

1. Apparently, along with not offering full fat products on its food menu, neither does the fargin' outdoor adventure spa in the wilds of southern Utah offer free Internet service. Can you say Dark Ages?

Well, I'm up to my ass in emails and work-related alligators and must go pick up the Ivan from the baby sitter so I will leave it at this for now. I don't have many photos to share because despite the Bachelor's Degree in Art History and Photography, I'm all about the words these days, people, and hence my final words for today:

If you have never trekked to southern Utah to soak in the awesome splendor of Mother Nature in all her freak geologic fabulousness, you simply must do so. Today.