Sex Again and Again

I've lost count how many times I've seen the entire series of Sex and the City. But night after night, beginning at midnight, I sit down and laugh with Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte and Miranda. And when the play the series finale, An American Girl in Paris, my giggles always turn to tears.

Of course I first chuckle when Carrie steps in dog poop and smile when the Parisians give her attitude. But when she begins to get lonely, and miss her friends back home, I empathize with dear Ms. Bradshaw.

No matter where we are, where we've been or where we're going, nothing can replace friends, family and the comforts of home. So though our time in Paris and now Munich has been amazing, I can honestly say home is where my heart is - and always will be.