The Queen’s finances are still in flux, so we’ll have to stay close by this week. However have I got some wild plans for the weeks to come. Until then, we need only to head up I95 a bit to a very sweet spot: Baltimore, MD…or as the people nickname it: Charm City.
Well, what a fitting category for the 100th Post. And what a fitting time to once again thank everyone who has taken a moment to read my words. When I started this in January, I had no idea what to expect. All I knew is that if I kept doing the same thing, I was going to get the same results. As one of my mentors Robert Alexander used to say: “You can’t do what you don’t know, if you keep doing what you know.” So I started doing something that I don’t know: blogging.
Okay Miss Things. Told ‘ya a coupla weeks ago that the trip to Amsterdam broke me. So we’re going close by today. Touristy and tacky–filled with kitsch and all things commercial. No, that would not be my apartment. That would be Ocean City, Maryland. And the Queen loves it.
First of all, the Queen appreciates your spending this holiday created by manufacturers to say what we should be saying to mothers each day of the year: thank you for every sock you ever picked up; every last sausage you sacrificed so your child could have it; every soccer game you’ve seen; every tear you’ve wiped; every contraction you endured, and every hug that has made all of us feel special, safe and loved.
Welcome to the Big Easy Miss Things!
Okay, Okay, is everyone here?
I know you’re probably wondering why the Queen chose Camacho’s Cantina on the very touristy Universal City Walk at Universal Studios in California. But I swear Camacho’s has INCREDIBLE food and some of the best Margaritas the Queen has ever tasted. I’ve already ordered us the chips and salsa and guacamole (which they make at your table). They are to DIE for.
It’s an overcast day in Washington DC, our Nation’s Capital. Signs of spring are everywhere–from the budding trees making verdant lace against a soft grey sky, to gas hovering around $4.25. It’s a little cool and early in the season for a down home crab feast, but the Queen is in the mood for some seafood. Let’s hang out by the Tidal Basin for a bit, grab a bite on the wharf and then head downtown to the National Portrait Gallery. Perfect day for a stroll…especially since petrol is so damned high.
Come walk with the Queen. Read On.