I don’t think it will be physically possible to ever call spring break anything other than Spring Break ’98. Mostly because that’s what we jokingly yelled out our car window for years; prior and later to the coming of and going of the holiday.
Jeff will officially be back to work tomorrow, which means I will officially be afforded the time to start blogging once again. As of today, I am a year older. So yay. I can’t wait for 30, but for now 29 will work.