Legs (and other parts) waxed? Check.
Hair highlighted and summery? Check.
Nails done (making it really hard to type!)? Check.
iPod full of lazy music and hilarious throwbacks? Check.
One suitcase packed?
One suitcase packed?
Wait, wait, wait. Hold the phone here. One suitcase?
Yeah. Sure. For my shoes.
Getting my two suitcases down to one is going to be hard. I fear not though! John's suitcase promises to leave me a lot of room for my extra flip flops, bathing suits and toiletries. He's only planning on bringing two pairs of short, two t-shirts, a bathing suit and some deodorant. And really, since he's travelling with me, I don't care if he's funky. That leaves room for a whole extra pair of shoes!
We leave at the buttcrack of dawn on Sunday morning and should be in the sunny Dominican by afternoon. Tomorrow is going to be jampacked with birthday parties, so I don't think I'll get a chance to say goodbye. I'll be thinking of all of you as John and I sip anything with an alcohol content and laze around like brocolli.
Only, I'm having a wee bit of a hard time with the idea of leaving the kids. If you wanna read about it, go here.
