I have spent the most wonderful week in Arizona. My trip started out on Tuesday in Scottsdale for a business conference where I was able to network, listen to amazing speakers, and most importantly, catch up with old friends, including a former crush of mine. Not to worry, there was no round deux for me (a test I was not sure if I would be able to pass). But, everything seemed to work out fine and I think this is why:

What I have realized is that more times than not, the grass is greener on the other side. And when you you are faced with staring over to that lush, green "other side" day in and day out, it kind of makes it kind of hard to move on and it becomes very easy to convince yourself that somehow, life with that boy, or with that job, or whatever would be way better than what you have growing in your own backyard. However, lucky for me, I was able to move away and with time, I didn't think about this guy as much . . . and then not at all. Seeing him again only reminded me that sometimes having amazing "chemistry" does not necessarily translate into endless love.

After the conference was over on Thursday, I headed down south to my old stomping ground, Tucson, with my good friend V. Our plans consisted of sleeping in late, hitting up our favorite Tucson restaurants, and catching up on all kinds of crazy gossip.

Thus far, we have been successful in all endeavours. In 1.5 days, we have hit up 5 different restaurants!! Umm, yeah, I went on a 5-day cruise last year and didn't gain a pound. I am pretty sure a 3-day trip to Tucson is going to net me at least a +5 on the scale. That = not cool. However, the taste of Cafe Poca Cosa on the lips = totally worth it. Oh, and seeing a hot bartender dressed up for Halloween in an authentic flight suit from his Army days was a totally yummy experience that I would not trade in for anything. *Note of Importance: There is just not enough of that manly hotness going on in Dallas! Dallas needs more flight suits!

Tonight we will hit up a Halloween party where I will most definitely NOT be dressed up. And then tomorrow, I will head back to "the land of the beautiful-no matter what the cost." Speaking of the old adage "the grass is always greener on the other side." I sometimes wonder what it would have been like to stay in Tucson instead of moving to Dallas. Being here has made me realize once again, that the grass may be greener in certain places, but that I really did make the right choice in moving back to Texas.