Friday, March 25, 2011

Ants In My Pants

Yes, I have ants in my pants. I'm not sure what the deal is, but I am dying to hop in the car with the kids and go somewhere for the weekend. I'm really wanting to go to Legoland, but the 24 hour round trip drive is turning me off to that (barely). Then I thought about the Great Sand Dunes or Garden of the Gods or the Royal Gorge. I just want to get out of town. I called a friend in Colorado Springs to see if she could meet me with her kids, but she can't meet us, so I'm probably staying put (which is best, but boring). Oh well. (I need a jet!)