Well, as usual I arrived back from my holiday at the end of Feb 2012 with a physical injury. No, scrub that, with two physical injuries. 1) the ripped cartilage in my (other) knee, and 2) I've torn a cartilage attached to my rib. For six weeks I've had this sort-of-pain under the rib and finally went to the doctor. What is it about me and cartilages. Two knees, one rib, and still counting.
My next holiday is - wait for it - Las Vegas again. What is it that an elderly solo spinster finds exciting about Las Vegas? Well, I love the vibe of the whole place. I love mixing with tourists, I love the glitzy bubble that is The Strip. But this time I have to resist buying anything glitzy and sparkly. I must remember that when I get home I won't be able to wear glitz and sparkle anywhere. Hard, but I hope to be able to get away without buying that bling that is forced on one everywhere in Vegas. I will have to recite the mantra "I am too old for glitter-I am too old for glitter". Darn, I wish I wasn't too old for glitter.