Confessions of a Glee-ker. . .

Whenever we head back to the States, we tend to load up on stuff that we can't get down here in Costa Rica.

That can mean decent disposable razors, the ever-so-lovely Bac'n-Cheddar-Cheez-Whizz, Cheesy Spam, etc.

However, my primary goal this time was to load up my IPod with Glee soundtracks. Yes, I'm a Gleek. Keep in mind while posting any comments that Ma Eidson does read this blog.

My brother-in-law, Christian, graciously uploaded nearly 1,100 songs on my IPod Shuffle for me to listen to while I'm working around the grounds here at Tree Houses.

Yes, it does drown out the sounds of the monkeys and parrots, but it is worth it to get my inner-Gleek on (despite what my brother, a music professional might say).