Do you think I'll get strip searched at Heathrow if my suitcase contains just the following items?
Glitter
Vitamins
Underwear
Tranquilitea Tincture
Because at this point in time, I'm beginning to think that's about all I'm going to have time to pack. It's getting down to the wire, folks and quite frankly the care and feeding of Buddha and Stella are a much bigger priority to me than the care and feeding of Nakedjen. And we all know that if there's one thing about me, it's that I'm resourceful. So if I show up in London with just a bag full of vitamins and glitter, a quick trip to Camden Market would probably be all a girl like me would need to find plenty to wear during her jaunt around Europe.
One small kink in that plan, though.
We're kinda broke. Which doesn't bode well when you're off on the grand European adventure, now, does it? DearSweetDave has been working his fingers to the bone, but his invoices just haven't been paid in a timely manner so our savings have been depleted (the puppies must be fed and so must we!), and while I know it seems rather FRIVILOUS AND IRRESPONSIBLE to go off to Europe on holiday when things look so grim, it's exactly the kind of thing folks like us do, now, isn't it? Have you learned nothing whilst reading pages and pages of Nakedjen's blog?
When faced with the most dire of circumstances what does she do?
She tosses on glitter, she asks the universe for exactly what she wants and she marches forward into the great adventure spread before her.
So that's what I'm doing. I'm marching forward. Going on this adventure. Glitter and underwear and vitamins, in tow. Michael and Mikaela are getting married. I will be there as a witness. There's no turning back. For them or for us.
I'll be back at the end of August. But I'm taking my laptop with me. So you'll be hearing tales from me long before then. Promise.
