Green Grass

7 May

Why is the grass always greener?

Whenever someone you know is buying a new home or going on a vacation, it seems so exciting and magical. Why can’t I go on a fancy schmancy trip? And I’d LOVE to move!

Until you do it.

Then you realize that moving is a gigantic pain in the ass. All that paperwork and packing and having to sort through all that crap your mother-in-law got you for Christmas (not my mother-in-law, of course. Totally a hypothetical mother-in-law. *nervous chuckle*).

And even that glamorous trip. Say to…Las Vegas.

Another hypothetical.

All is good and fancy schmancy until you realize you must drag your sorry ass out of bed at a truly ungodly hour, pack your heavy suitcase around without the help of your Sherpa husband, and then sit around on said ass for two hours until you schlep on to a big metal tube filled with people.

Oh yeah, and you totally forget that flying kind of freaks you out a bit until you board said flying contraption.

But don’t get me wrong.

All that shit flys out the window (nice visual, huh?) when your plane touches down in Vegas and you find yourself poolside with a Pina Colada in hand…

Forgive the cellulite...

I think I’ll be okay.
Song title: Green Grass by Bonnie McKee

3 Responses to “Green Grass”

  1. Yaya May 7, 2009 at 5:00 pm #


  2. Betts May 8, 2009 at 7:23 am #

    The other envy causing pain in the ass is when a friend gets a new car. I get all heady over that new car smell, but I really don’t want to shop, test drive, make decisions and most importantly, make the car payments.

    Can’t wait to hear all about Vegas.

  3. Sarah May 8, 2009 at 11:22 am #

    You are being discredited on the ABC Bachelor board because of your Bachelor blogging. They say you made it all up.

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