All dressed up

I found a good deal on a Coach pilot bag a few months ago after my suitcase turned up with a broken leg, um, wheel. It has a nice leather front on it. I am sitting here fondling that soft leather, nostalgically thinking about the trips I have been on since July. I went out of town every month from July through November.

No one will feel sorry for me, but I haven't been any place for more than a whole month now. My last trip was only an overnighter, and had it not involved flying across the country it would hardly count. I am all dressed up with no place to go. My family all lives here except one nephew, who lives in Phoenix. I think he is going to be here for Christmas anyway.

There is a slim chance I will be going for a short trip the end of January. There is also a slim chance I might find a new dog sitter who will deal not only with two spoiled rotten beagles. but also a 17 year old cat who screams at night. Her hearing is going, and she seems to need to vocalize at night. It sounds like screaming to me. It sounded like screaming to my other nephew who does not want to dog sit again because of the cat. 

Maybe Santa will take me along for part of his ride, although I am not sure that sleigh of his is heated adequately.

Those of you who know me know I will not be rushing to France to drive on their new bridge that is now the highest in the world. Just the thought gives me the willies! It looks pretty. From a distance.