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Auto Pilot

I am headed to Anchorage this morning to goof off with Damon and Curt, not to mention seeing just about every other member of my family (except Mar-Mar who is up on the slope [and is SO kicking my butt for calling him ‘Mar-Mar’ on teh internets]) in Anchorage and Homer.

Hopefully I will round out my fancy trip by sucking face with Steve, and you can definitely count on me running back here to share every juicy detail. Yes, dear Internet, I am THAT kind of girl.

I will be back Monday afternoon; until then, I am on auto-pilot. If it veers off course—it will make a sound akin to the most annoying sound in the world—I suggest panicking and waving your arms above your head a lot.