My Toy Box

The toes know…it’s time to come home.

St[1]. Martin 5.09 022

I’m having a pre-departure cocktail and packing up my toys.  The digital camera and its accoutrements, the iPod and headphones (for use only on the plane, not on the beach), two novels, four magazines (my hate/love/hate affair with Vanity Fair continues), the ac adaptors, and in moments, our mini laptop.

Do I need all these toys (aside from the novels)?  Nope.  But I wanted to bring them. 

I need to have a serious talk with myself about really, truly getting away.


About Gerry

I've been covering Connecticut news and sports since 1974. I know, I don't look that old.
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5 Responses to My Toy Box

  1. Kathryn D. says:

    Where was the lovely trip to this time? What a beautiful beach. Wait until you get home and experience the weather back in CT!!!

  2. Those can’t be your feet. They look like the feet of someone just burned at the stake. You’re not in Mexico are you?

  3. Who does your pedicure?!

  4. john says:

    When will we see you in HD? Rumor is Monday June 1

  5. Gerry says:

    Kathryn, that’s Orient Bay in St. Martin. More on that coming up.

    John…the best I can say is “soon”…because I really don’t know yet.

    Marsh, Monsieur Gerald does his own work…

    And Ter, you’re the big winner. Good eyes. The only place I got a burn was the top of my feet. What an idiot. But believe it or not, it didn’t hurt.

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