Los Angeles is for People Who Don't Sleep

Disregard my whining from a few days ago.

As Esther would say, are you ready to plotz?

By several amazing twists of fate, some great connections, and a helpful group of awesome friends, I'm flying to L.A. this weekend to see the full dress rehearsal of the Confessions Tour.

I KNOW!

And, no, I did not have to prostitute myself to arrange it.

Best. Day. Ever.