Does this post make me sound old?
Just one more day and I'm off to Cabo! The Kid and Traci are actually getting married tomorrow because the whole "wedding in Mexico" seems to have some legitimacy issues stateside. So, when he called tonight, I sang him the first verse of My Fair Lady's "I'm Getting Married in the Morning." Well, it made me laugh. Heh...
I am getting more and more zen as the trip approaches. I know once we get there, all Hell will break loose, what with last minute details, etc. But I don't care. I'm on vacation, bitches!!!
I hope I don't forget anything.
Also, everyone in San Antonio was FREAKING OUT over Hurrican Ike. Like, the water and camping aisles of all the stores I went to were wiped out. I wanted to grab a bullhorn and yell at people, "We are 200 miles inland!" I know the storm was huge and that we could have gotten a lot of rain. But the odds were against it and we actually got next to NO rain.
I thought it was eerie - we had a beautiful sunny day while Galveston was getting pummeled. Anyhoo, I am so over this town panicking over any kind of weather abnormality: ice, hurricanes, smoke from slash and burn in Mexico. This city just needs to grow a pair. We have wonderfully mild weather compared to a lot of other places.
As a completely random tangent to this diatribe, in the Philippines we used to prepare for typhoons by filling the bathtubs with water and pulling out the kerosine lantern and a few candles. The power would sometimes be out for days. My dad used to make us do our homework, no matter what, and I remember sitting right next to that damn Coleman lantern, sweating like mad and trying to figure out !@#$ fractions. Ah, the good ol' days...
I have eaten a disgusting amount of food today and my iPod refuses to transfer music to iTunes on my laptop. Other than that, all is well.