Pickings were kind of slim today so after dinner we headed over to the club for a geography bee. I know it sounds kind of hokey but what the heck it was a slow night. We started out with about 40 people and some very hard questions. I finished 5th but out of the money my eleventh grad geography teacher Ms. Vogland would have been proud.
On a weather note we have had fabulous weather recently. Yesterday the high was 48 (that’s above zero Fahrenheit) with no wind. I thought seriously about breaking out the swim suit to soak up a little sun before heading off to Tahiti.
The question on everyone’s lips is when are you leaving? The flight schedule, which dictates when everything ends, is becoming finalized. Where you going or what are are you doing when you leave come in second and third. It’s like musical chairs and the music has just started playing.
There is still some testiness in the air. I think of it as reverse cabin fever. The last big party is the Helo Hanger BBQ. That’s Saturday night and is the talk of the town. I find myself having happy/sad melancholy thoughts as the end nears….
