Well, well, well... here it is the cusp of 2004.

I didn’t mean to be so remiss in my blogging duties but, a bunch of days goes by before you know it.

Im sitting under the chill of a fan in a high ceilinged room painted in brightly lit colors. Outside, there are palms trees swaying lazily in a cool evening breeze coming in off the ocean under a coal black sky full of stars.

Is this any way to bring in the New Year?

You bet your a**!

Earlier this evening I supped outdoors in the garden of an intimate Italian restaurant. What a treat to be dining Al Fresco at the year’s end.

What do you call a vacation when you haven’t worked in a few weeks? Is it truly a vacation? Anyway, whatever you would call it, I know that nothing beats the glory of being someplace warm to celebrate the New Year, and to think two weeks or so back I was griping about shoveling snow.