Countdown to the great escape...

It's 8:02am as I begin to type this post. In one week at this time, I'll likely be starting to wake up in my hotel at San Diego. (Body clocks suck.)

The Posey County 4-H Fair is going on this week. Last year San Diego and the fair were the same week which made things interesting at the radio station. One drawback to the fair is that it's a rain magnet. It's been coming down steadily since the Queen contest ended Saturday night. On the positive side, the station's roof is holding. Last year, my Wednesday morning call into the station to check on things was greeted with "The bathroom ceiling gave way overnight. There's wet tile chunks all over the room." Hopefully this year will be crisis free.

Still working out how I'll get over to the St. Louis airport. I think my mom is trying to block out the thought of the trip since she's the most likely candidate to run me out there. (Hey, I know a 7am flight on a Tuesday sucks, but I was lucky to get it.) At this point, there's a good chance I'll be spending the night at Lambert. ugh.

Is it the 25th yet?