that I haven’t taken a more-than-a-weekend vacation since the year 2000. Nine years! No wonder I’m so excited. I have my maid of honor duties: go to hippie pizza place with bride and her family on Friday, keep bride from getting drunk before she’s married, help put up Halloween decorations and carve pumpkins. But after she’s hitched on Saturday and we’re a few hours into the reception, I’m free. Mr. Yes and I can run to the different parties and drink whiskey and howl and dance and sing and do whatever the hell we wanta do. Two hours and forty five minutes and I’m done with work for a week. Wheeeeee!!!!