The Jackpack is Back

Tuesday, March 2nd was like Christmas.  Our "fast" shipment arrived from the States.  I'm not sure why it's the "fast" one.  I guess it's because this one arrived by diesel engine across the Pacific, as opposed to sail.  Even then, the sail is only two weeks slower.  Hey, I'm not complaining...just saying.  "Fast" is not the proper adverb.  Sure, it's "faster" but definitely not "FAST." 

But, let's not debate semantics; I don't have time for that.  My post will be brief because I now have zillions of toys, and my new exersaucer is calling my name.  While my exersaucer was making the long haul over shark-infested waters, my friend Sophie let me borrow hers.  So, don't worry; I didn't turn into a fat slob.  For someone with so much potential, I have to maintain a solid physique.  Hers was great, a newer model.  But, it was a bit feminine.  Mine has circus animals, colorful balls, and a plastic ice cream cone.  Who puts an ice cream cone on an exersaucer? (cruel joke)  That's all I need to think about when I'm working out. 

Most importantly, the Jackpack is BACK!  While I'll still cruise around in my SRV, I can now conquer the world from the Jackpack.  It's like riding an elephant in an Indian jungle.  I just need a safari hat and a machete.  Thus, the adventure really begins...

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