Vosburgh Vagabond

I feel sad today. I think it's just the inevitable turnaround from being so ridiculously happy for the past month and a half. I was deliriously happy during our vacation in Europe, and then I came back and I wasn't stressed at work and then my WHOLE family came to visit and everything was so good. I think I'm just coming down from exhilaration and it's manifesting itself as pseudo-depression. I'm mopey. And whiny. And spontaneously teary-eyed. Even kitty snuggles and reading Harry Potter on my lunch break didn't make me feel much better. Also, I have a pimple. Chanel cuddled on me to make the sads go away.  I'm just chalking it up to a bad day. Now I'm off work, hanging out with my husband and trying to come up with things to be excited about (that's depressing).  One thing that's really awesome is that I heard from my friend Melissa (who is also my contact at Confront Magazine ) and she said that she heard back from the mana

Hi fellas. It's been a while. A ton has happened since the last time I wrote. Marc and I finally went on that European vacation that we'd been planning for years... three weeks in some of the places I have spent my entire life dreaming about. Those tales are just going to have to wait, for now. There's no way I have the energy or stamina to get through it all tonight. But look at how happy I was: That is the face of a girl whose dreams are coming true! Marc took that picture of me right before I tossed my coin into the Trevi fountain. I feel like we planned the timing of our trip perfectly. When we got back, it was the week before Thanksgiving and we barely had time to be depressed about the trip being over before it was the holidays and I had something else to be excited about. On top of that, my sister was scheduled to fly into visit exactly one week after we got back. Imagine my surprise when we get to the airport, find my sister at her gate exit and then a