Well, the time has come. Almost. I am due to leave for a two week European cruise! YES! We are going to eat, drink and be merry. We will see Venice, Croatia, Corfu, Florence, Pisa, Sorrento, Amalfi, Capri, Montenegro, Portfino, Corsica and Rome. I may have missed a stop or two, but it will be grand nonetheless. Oh my gosh, I can hardly wait to taste the foods, drink the wines and cocktails, stroll....I'm going to STROLL! ...and maybe even saunter with no particular purpose or rush! YES! You know what else? I'm going to SLEEP IN... ALL THE WAY UNTIL 7-8am (which as you know is almost an extra two-three hours! SOMEBODY PINCH ME!!!!!)
My parents are going to stay with the kids, so I had to quickly wipe down the inside of my refrigerator, clear my silverware drawer of those miscellaneous crunchy things hidden way in the corners, and straighten up each closet...even that tiny one in the bathroom...silly I know. But I do it. I even cleaned my vacuum. (??) Don't even ask me. You'd have to see it to believe it.
My Winston is sulking and pouting for an Oscar nomination or a trip to Europe. He will get neither and if he piddles on my suitcase in protest, he WILL get a swat on the fanny and a FREE trip to the cage. Good Boy! Mommy loves you. Stay here.
The kids are struggling. They are kind of sad to see us leave (Boo especially) but they are REALLY pumped to get to visit with Grandma and Pop-pop. The only hold up is that usually they get to go to Florida and do all sorts of way cool things and THIS time they get to stay in school, keep doing chores, and be twice as good. Hmmmm. I wonder how long before they figure out they got hosed? I'm guessing we make it down the driveway. Mean old parents.
I'm almost packed. One more pair of undies and I think my suitcase will pop. Fifty pounds???? What ever man set that rule never had to travel with a woman. We need that much for our shoes! But, I've been really good, taking an oragami class so when the polizia stop me and unzip my trusty Samsonite? They will be so very entertained by my little t-shirt elephants, skirt monkeys and undie-bunnies that they will say: "How wonderful! Come into our country and be happy ; for joy cannot be measured in; how -do-you say, pounds? What are a few pounds when compared to a lifetime of memories? Silly rule. "
Or they might make me repack. We'll see...
Addio ai miei amici! Can't wait to share when I get back!
'Tess
