*Sigh....*

I'm in heaven.

At least I assume I am. Theoretically, as I'm writing this it's 12:49 p.m. on Thursday afternoon. My flight has yet to take off. I haven't even laid eyes on my Southern Charmer yet.

But by the time you're reading this, I can only assume I have spent a weekend in heaven with him.

Either figuratively or literally. Although I'm really hoping not literally. A plane crash would kind of suck. 

Ok not kind of. It would A LOT. And I'm guessing God's got me down for at least a few years in purgatory.

I digress. 

(Actually before I digress say a few prayers for my return flight home). 

This week wraps up the blog as we know it...no doubt as I'm cruising some 30,000 feet above the air I'll be thinking of where it goes from here. I can tell you one thing for certain-- I'm not going away.

But I sure as heck am not putting in another four months on the online Catholic dating scene.