11 days until we leave for our cruise. Right now I'm breaking up a fight between That's Mine and Its Not Fair...my two playroom buddies. I've never met them but I hear their names so often I'm sure they live here. I love the idea of a family cruise...I'm thinking about it every second and have since my first day of chemo when Joseph told me it would be our time to celebrate kicking Cancer's ass...but I also hope the Job Gds smile down on Joseph with an offer that will make our cruise go from wonderful to amazing...I'm also a mother who readily admits chasing Jack and Olivia through a cruise ship without making them walk the plank is NOT my idea of a good time. With camp I get to enjoy them and they get to enjoy themselves and at the end of the day, they get a sun drenched and relaxed mother. Showing them the sand and sea on the islands is very exciting for me...I do love new things and sharing those with them but my apologies in advance to the serene tropical fish who find Turks and Caicos' peaceful...
With all the hunger and poverty in the world, it feels like chewing on broken glass to say a cruise may not be as relaxing as I had hoped...I sound ridiculous even saying that but it's true. Dear Gd please let an offer land in our mailbox before we leave...oh and do something about hunger. Yours Truly, Dawn
Well My Life Is Ruined has joined the fight so I'm off to take all five of them to the playground.
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