Labor Day is around the corner and I'm escaping the city to visit my parents in Pittsburgh---you know what's odd?  It just dawned on me that I'm writing these posts and no one is reading them.  So basically, what I'm going here is writing a public diary, only no one cares.  SO...I'm just putting my plans down on a website just in case I have a stroke and can't remember what I'll be doing or have done recently.

Just so I'm clear.  Glad I'm not crazy.

Anyway, I gotta be honest with you (and by "you" I mean "me")...I'm getting nervous about visiting the amusement park on Sunday--the park I visited all throughout my childhood.  The fear of throwing up on a ride that goes round and round and round is very tangible right now.  Must drink lots of club soda there.