Where next?














- London
- Paris
- Disneyland (this place deserves it’s own number you guys. Dreams come true there.)
- Italy
- Switzerland
Where to next? Day dreaming (it’s 1am, night dreaming? I guess that’s actually dreaming? Anyway…) of the perfect destination for my honeymoon with Rick.
Rick says Vegas. I say New York. Maybe France. Maybe Ireland…
How long can I play this game for? Hopefully long enough to make myself tired enough to attempt sleeping in that big stupid empty bed of mine.
(I might actually be having a tanty on my blog about Rick going back to work. I’ve been awake too long to know.)














