We will spend a couple of days and one night in Ft Lauderdale, then off on Holland America’s Nieuw Amsterdam for a Caribbean cruise… Grand Turk, San Juan, San Martin, and a private island in the Bahamas… add a couple of days at sea, along with cross country flights, and it looks like a one week vacation.
As noted before, this is a true vacation… no agenda… no required sites… just a vacation, a getaway, to celebrate an anniversary, our 30th… for us it is just another year… friends and coworkers seem to think it is important.
We will spend a week on a ship… with stops in tropical ports… their maybe alcohol involved, wine, beer, whisky, and maybe even rum… We will spend time on a tropical beach or two… we may swim…
There will be meals, memorable meals… some elaborate, but some, likely less so… not less good, but less elaborate…
We are not ready… we haven’t packed… It’s not our fault… we blame work… both of us… I worked late last night… until 9:00 or so, then home to cook for a potluck, at work. A turkey, and dressing (don’t stuff the bird, stuffing is evil, or so says Alton Brown, and I agree, Brother I agree.)
“Suddenly it's Christmas,
The longest holiday.
When they say "Season's Greetings"
They mean just what they say:
It's a season, it's a marathon,
Retail eternity.
It's not over till it's over
And you throw away the tree.
Christmas will come soon enough, whether I am ready or not (I’m not… I will go on record as saying that… I am not ready for Christmas) We use artificial trees at Patterson House, and we never throw them out… we just take them to the Teen Center in March where they become part of the “Enchanted Forest” for Leprechaun Land… and event for small children… and parents…
But I am tired, and not ready for the vacation… there is a coverage plan due, and meeting agenda that needs to go out… and there is the Tiny Tot trip to Ardenwood… It’s in my performance plan… as a thought, a maybe, but a goal none the less… and on Oct 27th, it became a possibility… and needs to become a reality… 300 three year olds visiting a house museum, and the surrounding farm… As of this afternoon it is close to a reality… we have a plan… which needs to be approved tomorrow before I leave… for the vacation, where I am to escape work, and planning for a visit by 300 three year olds… 300 three year olds sounds a lot like small children… (and parents…)
Tina and I are beyond small children (as in 300 three year olds) this is just not where we are… except at my work… our darling kids (everyone involved in cruises, and cruise vacations is Darling… Darling Husband (aka DH) Darling Wife (similarly aka DW) or Darling Kids, more specifically, darling daughter (DD) and Darling Son (do I need to say it a fourth time?, DS) ours, Steph 24, Brian 22, as far as I know neither have plans to make us Grandparents… eventually probably, but not now… (this is known as a “good thing”)
All of this means that while I and T. need a vacation, all is conspiring to prevent the vacation… the relaxation… We will escape the pull of the jobs… we will board the airplane… stay at the hotel… board the ship for the cruise… but right now it doesn’t feel that way… the flight, in 24 hours is far, far away, and we are not really ready.
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