Going to NY

James and I left this morning for the airport. We was so sweet to take me. I love having someone take me to the airport because it means there will be someone waiting for me when I get off the plane. So I can throw my arms up in the air, run sqealing, and go in for a good ole hug.

Sherman blames James for taking me away, so I think they'll be having a rough week. I miss the whole bunch already.

My flights were amazingly on time, and there were no mishaps. But I sure am wiped out now. Of course it is 11:30 here, and I am nowhere near sleepy. The really bad part is that I have to be up at 3am here time. Ack.