I Think I'll Just Ramble A Bit...and Call it a Blog Post

It's been awhile. I haven't really been able to come up with any riveting topics, so I've pretty much been in avoidance mode.

We're in the process of planning our summer. Vacations of varying length have been scheduled or are being discussed. Other than Myrtle Beach, all of these trips will take place in our home state because it's expensive to pull that camper too far! Although, one of our yet-to-be-finalized trips will take us on a nice 8-9 hour journey. That is, if the trip gets finalized before all our weekends are booked elsewhere.

Let's see. We have two open houses that I know of so far. A concert to attend. Motor City ComicCon to marvel at; although that's in May, so maybe it doesn't count in the summer tally.

Of course, I have yet to buy the tickets for those last two events.

Image courtesy of Motor City Comic Con.

Image courtesy of Def Leppard

I really want to do both this summer. I've always wanted to attend the Motor City ComicCon, but either money or prior engagements have prevented me from buying tickets. I'm hoping this year things will be different. I'd love to take my boys down there for the day and let them soak in the fandom.

The concert...well, if you know me at all, you know Def Leppard is one of my very favorite 80s Hair Bands. I've seen them in concert too many times to count (the best friend probably knows the number by heart, but she's not writing this post, I am.). Since none of us are getting any younger, you never know when it might be their last tour, so I want to be there...just in case. Also, the hubby is thinking of maybe trying to talk our group into going in on a party bus. Fun!

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