2Princes2Princesses: It is that time again.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

It is that time again.

Well, the crap is packed, the kids are in bed, and I am plodding through my last 2-1/2 hours of work. Yeah baby.

I am working til midnight, then squeezing in 4 hours sleep before getting up to head to Orlando. Not much sleep, you say?? Who the frig cares???!!! I will be in Disney in 12 hours people!!!

We are pretty excited. Well, I am. The kids are unconscious at the moment. Some day I will remember that it would probably be a swell idea to take off of work the night before we leave and get some sleep myself. I was hoping the rain would cause Road Runner to have technical difficulties tonight, but no such luck. Now if I wanted to work, the connection would suck.

I have to take a shower in the morning and then throw a couple of things in the suitcase before the shuttle gets here to pick us up. In case you were wondering, of COURSE I am obsessing that they won't show up. Silly readers, that is my JOB!

John told me to leave the pedal at home and I am relieved. It is so nice to be taking the laptop for pleasure only. Normally, I drag the pedal with me, not that I ever get any work done, but at least this time I won't feel guilty about it.

I checked in for the flight this morning at the ass crack of dawn, but at least I had the good sense to go to bed a little earlier last night.

It appears I am now rambling with excitement, so I will stop before you all attempt to hang yourselves with the mouse cord.

I will be posting all week, hopefully with pictures if vacation laziness does not overtake me.

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So you can keep us straight as I ramble:

Steph - That's ME. A little nuts, 35 years old. I work at home because for some reason I thought that would be a swell idea. I was mistaken. I have gone to Nursing and started medical school and then decided neither one suited me. I have recently become somewhat memory challenged, I have been told it is stress. I have OCD. I have a good sense of humor about it, and about a lot of other things. I have a pretty dark (and sometimes dirty) sense of humor. Don't say I did not warn you.
John - My husband, also a little nuts, though not formally diagnosed. He is 36. He is Court and Tom's stepdad. Court occasionally calls him Lumpy. I am not sure why. He is a 50% disabled veteran. He has Gulf War Syndrome. THere really is no ONE Gulf War Syndrome, apparently. All I know is he came back from Iraq and gets these huge, itchy rashes all over, including in his eyes. They are horrific and no one can tell us what the hell they are. Actually that may be why Court calls him Lumpy. I have diagnosed it as "creeping crud."
Courtney - My oldest. She is 15. You will probably hear alot about her, hopefully some of it will be good. She just started high school and thinks we are complete dunderheads. Unfortunately for her, we are not. She also thinks she is in charge. -insert hysterical laughter here-
Tom - My 13-year-old. We say he is in "Tommy World" most of the time. Unfortunately, Tommy World does not include homework. It also seems he was given an attitude for his 13th birthday. Fantastic! He has always been kind of a Mom's boy and hates to make me mad. All together now: Awwwww. -gag-
Gainey - Her given name is Morgaine. My sister calls her Midge. We sometimes call her Princess Yeti to annoy her. She is 5 and pretty smart (and smart-assed) for her age. Thinks she actually IS a princess and we are her servants. Her name? Yes, she is named after King Arthur's 1/2 sister, from Mists of Avalon by Harriet Zimmer Bradley. She is also exceptionally small. Johnnie is bigger and we are asked frequently if they are twins or if he is older.
Johnnie - Our youngest. He just turned 3 in December. He is a pretty BIG boy. Alternates between completely psycho and completely loveable. Makes me laugh alot, although if he didn't, I would probably cry. We are about to embark on potty training. That ought to make for some good blog posts for you.
Jerry - Though he does not live with us, you may hear about him. He is my ex, Court and Tom's dad. We get along really well, which is why I will bitch and moan about him, because I can get away with it. He is also 35. We talk almost daily. As you can imagine, that goes over well with the ladies.