We leave tomorrow. It's after midnight, so I can say that. The kids are packed. I am packed-ish. I have gotten voicemails from MIL (you know, since she doesn't have my email address ... even though I've had the same email for a decade - myfirstname@OURLASTNAME) talking about what to pack, how *I* should look in order to make a good impression, you know, the usual.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
The countdown continues, despite my best efforts to slow and/or reverse time. Mr. Man got an email from his mother, talking about how she didn't want us to pack clothes we weren't going to wear on the trip, so that nixed the jean shorts for the photos. I am, of course, devastated. No more than two sentences later she reminded Mr. Man to pack his tuxedo for formal night. Yes, I don't want you to pack anything unnecessary, but don't forget your tuxedo! My MIL, she is a piece of work.
Friday, June 10, 2011
I'm sitting in bed, wide awake. Again. There are now 11 days until the #murderatsea cruise. The only thing I have purchased is sunscreen. OK, technically, the girls have everything they will need, though it is nowhere near packed. I have gone to purchase some sundresses, to no avail.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
I had to delete the other blog site, because the in-laws had received an inkling that it existed. Duck and weave, duck and weave, serpentine! Anyway, we are being forced in to a happy fun times family vacation with them.