Black And White And Loved All Over

PHOTO CREDIT: JEAN-BERNARD REYNIER - PHOTOPEDIA

This time tomorrow Nekos and I will be on a jet plane to Barcelona. We land at 8:30 a.m. Barcelona time—1:30 a.m. Nashville time! If this trip is even half as amazing as the anticipation of it has been, then I know we are in for a ball. In the meantime we both have caught the cold that Tessa's just getting over, and so I made a mad dash to the grocery store this morning to stock-up on vitamins and chicken soup and a neti pot, all while holding a wadded tissue to my nose. Sexy time. 


Wish us luck putting this cold in its place today. I really don't want to battle jet lag and a cold at the same time. Nekos does not deserve that level of grump. Either way, I'd rather have a cold in Spain than Tennessee. I'm not letting anything spoil this dream vacay. I've planned a couple of small pre-scheduled blog posts, but otherwise I'm peace-ing out for about a week. In the meantime, I'm off to learn Spanish, pack, and hug on Tessa-bean.