Leavin' NashVegas

Salve Familia!

I'm sure most of you are familiar with the Elvis tune, "Viva Las Vegas." Well, this is no different, especially since I was in TN, home of Elvis and all. So here are my final thoughts as I am Leavin' NashVegas (Milwaukee), and I promise there are no shots of me in a white jump suite, although I could make it work if I had too, and the thanks for that goes to my girl Omeka!

The last two weeks have been filled with sad good-byes, cheerful times, and dance breaks (that soundtrack thing again). I have had the opportunity to spend time with the ladies of BTC (my dinner club) hiking around Radnor Park, an Italian afternoon luncheon with friends from church and other arenas, lessons from the divas, breakfast, lunch, and dinner with a few other folks, packing and driving a U-Haul for the first time, lol, Harley Fest, which is a post of its own (Although I do need to add this caveat. I come all the way to Milwaukee to meet a guy from Sicily; hilarious, but I did get to practice my Italian! Oh, and yes HE too gave me the same warning about Italian men. FUNNY...), and of course our annual family fish fry at mom's house. All of the pictures of this have been added to the upper right; I'll warn you there are more then a 100 shots; so pause and enjoy.

The last two weeks have also been filled with running errands, getting Essence settled in at nonna's (grandmother's) house , double checking to make sure I have everything, but my grandmother let me know I will still forget something. Believe it or not I have even been confirming appointments and other opportunities with my friends in Florence. ANNOUNCEMENT: This will be my last post on American Soil. The next time you hear from me folks, I'll be an Italian Girl!

But before then, here is the answer (s0 far) to the million dollar question:

What are you going to do when you come back?

Well, right now, I am not sure. I am NOT trying to plan to far ahead, you know I want to enjoy the gift I have (the present). However, I have been keeping a running list of what I DON'T want to do. I figure, this is a good place to start, oh and no offense if your beloved profession is on here... it's just not for me.

1. I don't want to be a truck driver, the U-Haul was more then enough for me. (Patrick, I'm not telling, so keep it to yourself!) And coming through Chicago was filled with a ton of traffic, apparently there was a triathlon, why didn't anyone tell me?!
2. Nothing with blood or bio-medical stuff. I mean you can trust me, after all I am a Doctor, but not that kind. And I would HATE to ruin your shoes with my weak stomach.
3. I don't have the patience (or stomach) to be a beautician, aestician, manicurist, massage therapist, etc. I can't imagine looking at someones' nastiness and them expecting me to make "it" look beautiful!
4. Nothing in retail or food service. I hate when people are rude and disrespectful.
5. I've done the teacher/principal thing, so I'm good on that!
6. Anything with math, evaluating data does tend to come readily, but, why, if you don't have too. And I don't even balance my checkbook (shhhh!) so really, let's keep it real.

I guess this is it for now, but I am pretty sure it will extend and maybe along the way, I'll reveal what I plan to be "when I grow up." But I can tell you, it will not be the 9-5 gig, these past two months have ruined me for the traditional job. RUINED!

Please pray for safe travel... until then.
Thanks and God Bless You and God Bless America! (Too much CNN!)