I've been MIA for 90 days and I apologize for my absence.  I've missed all of you and I'm so glad to be back in the swing of things.  The last ninety days have been filled with broken New Year's resolutions, (curvy is in, right?) spending hours shoveling snow to get my car to the other side of the street, (did I mention they sell snacks at the Impound lot?) eating my body weight in Girl Scout cookies (damn you, Samoas) and having my ass kicked by some microscopic bug from hell which left me bed-ridden twice. (flu shot works, not!) Despite these small hiccups, I was able to check out several new restaurants in the Twin Cities with my fellow "girls on the go," venture to many destinations (Vegas, Charleston, San Diego, Salt Lake City...) shop new stores and find a lot of new amazing products. (can't slow us "girls on the go" for too long) We're looking forward to sharing all of this with you!

It's officially begun! No, not the new fall TV schedule (although I can't wait for Grey's Anatomy! Seriously, how many people got shot??) No, not my search for the perfect over the knee boot (I want the ones that say fashionista not I'm working the corner) But it's the beginning of being a weekend widower. (say that three times fast) It's football season, ladies! Here are five "for sures" that you're in the thick of it.
1) Saturdays are now a frenzied morning of calling in fantasy football picks by noon. (god forbid if you're out of cell service, that is something you do not want to see, ugly and sad)
2) All weekend activities are scheduled around game time. "What do you mean their getting married at 3pm on Saturday, that's the kick off!" "Honey, I'm sure the bride didn't plan on interrupting your day, a complete oversight on her part."  (Really??) 

Summer is filled with one day carnivals, I can't drive anywhere outside of the Twin Cities and not bump into a Cheese curd day, Brat day, or Fish day (a lot of creativity at work here).  I was a carnie junkie in my youth and as soon as the station wagon left the city limits, I was on high alert for the faint smell of mini donuts. (it was like a homing device)  We would pull up next to the traveling side show, which by the way didn't exist 4 hours ago but somehow a three story ferris wheel just popped out of an 8X8 U-haul.  (I'm sure it's completely safe)

I was recently in New York City for a girls weekend and was subjected to one of the most exhilarating cab rides ever! It was a combination of NASCAR meets Grand Theft Auto. (good times!) I arrived in one piece and headed straight for the hotel bar to share my harrowing experience with the bartender (my new best friend for the weekend)  He just smiled and nodded.