Internet, I missed you.
Our vacation condo did not have internet access. Our beautiful 3 bedroom, 4 bath, multi-million-dollar beachfront condo had no Internet. The neighbors did not have any that I could steal either. How is that possible? Also, how is it possible that a former teacher, my mom’s friend, gave us the use of her beautiful condo and Lexus for over a week? This is the same person who lent me her convertible one summer because she was sick of it crowding her garage, making it difficult for her kids to get their bikes, and I’d be doing her a big favor to take it and could I “try to get it up to 5,000 miles because it needs an oil change?” and if something were to happen to it, “it’s just a car Molly.” Everyone needs such a friend like that; everyone should be such a friend. Internet, if I ever have money, which, you know, is highly doubtful, but IF please remember that I promised all of you that you can stay in any of my vacation homes, free of charge, just because I adore all of you. (See? Do you see how much I missed you?)
Anyway, GORGEOUS location, lots of sun, no Internet. The no Internet thing was actually kind of great in the beginning because I had Mai Tai’s to drink in the sun – much more important than checking email.
But then four days passed and I started to feel a little claustrophobic. Because of ALL THE POTENTIAL THINGS THAT COULD BE GOING ON IN THE WORLD. And yes, I watched CNN and my boyfriend Jon Stewart, especially when on the treadmill (and I like how they are categorized in the same sentence, as if they were both Very Credible News Sources), but they never gave me updates on the important things – like Shanti or Fish or any of my other loves. Disgraceful.
But now, I am back. Back in (cold, blustery) Minnesota. Back online. I couldn’t be happier.
Also, side note, today I turn 25. I hate my birthday. The attention makes me uncomfortable – I prefer to eat Chinese in my sweats to celebrate but I don’t think my friends will let me get away with that. But I do like that a new year is starting. And as 24 sucked balls, I can’t wait to see what 25 is going to bring.
mollyelizabeth 
March 10, 2008 at 2:42 pm
happy Birthday!!! And welcome back! No pictures?
March 10, 2008 at 3:24 pm
Happy Birthday MollyE! Why do we all seem to be celebrating getting a new age because the last one sucked so much? Lets blame boys. 25 will be a great year, how can it not be?
We missed you too! Now stop writing and go get rich so I can holiday in that future condo of yours.
March 10, 2008 at 4:01 pm
Jen, I will work on getting pictures just for you, m’dear. I didn’t bring my camera but I think The Brother did
And NextFish, 25 feels OLD but it comes with the silver lining that 24 is gone. And that makes it worth it. Too bad I love boys so much, would make life so much easier if I didn’t.
March 11, 2008 at 12:43 am
i checked your blog constantly and wondered if you’d died or something. okay, not as funny as i thought it would be.
happy freakin birthday! god. if we were anywhere near each other i would’ve made you a delicious cake. 25 will be a much much better year. i promise. and i should know, i promised myself that this year would be better than my last and it definitely is.
by the way, i’m so glad that i’m considered to be an “important thing.” as for updates, here it goes: there are lots of interesting boy stories. problem is both of them have access to my blog and therefore i can’t dish about any of them publicly. i just got a job at a bakery, which is the first step down my culinary career path and uh, yeah. life is nuts. i could go for a vacation and mai tais right about now…
March 11, 2008 at 2:08 pm
Happy belated Birthday!! :)