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T-Minus Not Enough Time And Counting

Damn 530 am is going to get here too damn fast!. I figure in order to pack the car, dress the children and pack them in too, we need to get up at Oh dark thirty. I can't wait to get going. Really. No lie. I'm super excited (SUPER!) to see Georgia and Zach. It won't be 4 degrees everyday we're on vacation. I'll be with the husband and kids. It's going to be great.

I'm getting my hair done all nice and purty tomorrow thanks to G. I'm going short. That's my plan. I'll probably chicken out though, as usual. I'll see what my mood says after 3 hours in the car with my children.

Old school blogging.....I haven't kept a written journal in so long. Should be fun. I'll take a picture each day. Just for you guys. You're welcome. I don't mind.

Clothes? Check
Boots? Check
Mittens/Hats etc? Check
DVD Player? Check
Coloring books/Crayons? Check
Wii? Check

What? I should leave the coloring books at home? Sheesh, whatever will the kids do when mommy and daddy they need quiet time. Heartless people, leave the coloring books at home. Geez.

Comments

Les Becker said…
Are you kidding?! I take MY colouring books everywhere! My kid has to ask permission to use my crayons. I'm not even remotely joking.

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