A remote and snowy place.

This morning we are going to a remote and snowy place which features snow and remoteness and in-access to things like the internet. My handsome husband said to me, in his most concerned tone of voice: Are you going to be okay with that?

Yes. I said. And, I shall. I may have to employ lamaze breathing and cabernet sauvignon, but I will survive.

Maybe I will even like it!

Hee. Scratch that last part - I forgot who we were talking about.