Monday, January 11, 2010

Ridiculously Happy

It started as an idea two years ago as Daughter, Son and I spent spring break skiing in Vermont. Daughter said, "Whose Idea Was it to go SKIING for SPRING BREAK??!! BRRRRRR What were we THINKING?!"

And I said, "OK Senior Year I have you again for Spring Break. We'll go to the Caribbean."

It was a nice dream.

Then finances and college bills and the market crashed.

And layoffs at work, and salary cuts, and no raises.

But then, the tide started to turn back a little. I bumped myself to Full Time, the firm said some of us "might" get a raise, and quite frankly, I just said, "What's a little more money. They're leaving me in September!"

And so, WE ARE GOING TO JAMAICA! I am so ridiculously happy and excited. The kids helped me surf the web and look at dozens of resorts in many different countries. The trick? Finding a room for 5.

5?

Yeah, Me, the kids, and two of their friends. Because that would be more fun than just us.

And they each found a friend who could afford to come (they have to pay for their own ticket, although I'll pick up stuff in Jamaica).

Saturday night, we narrowed it down to the Right Place. Sunday I made the call.

We're locked and loaded. Praying for good health and good weather.

So ridiculously excited.

Oh and no, mom's not bringing a Friend. At least, that's not the current plan. Daughter did ask if the Captain was coming- she invited him along. That's another shocking post for another day. We're floating the idea, but both of us (the Captain and me) think that maybe it would be better to be just me and the kids. We're exploring the option and the kids' true feelings on that. Truthfully, it would be nice to have a guy along to keep tabs on the boys. The Captain is much savvier than I when it comes to certain things. But it might add a twinge of awkwardness. oh well, we'll sort that out another day.

Jamaica here we come.

First step - DIET!!!!

Woot!

11 comments:

Cheri @ Blog This Mom!® said...

I am ridiculously happy for you. Can my iPhone boyfriend go along to be with his girlfriend? He doesn't use the last of the TP, he's ridiculously quiet when you want him to be
(comes with his own mute button), he's fun to play with, and I got him a new outfit so he's hot.

Cheri @ Blog This Mom!® said...

P.S. Diet? Pshaw. You is so hot.

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

The whole world is designed around a party of four. I've had trouble with that many times.

But it's Jamaica, mon! You can just sleep on the beach.

You are going to have such a blast!

Persnickety Ticker said...

Jealous! So happy for you! You are going to have a great time! Oh, and I think you should bring the Captain with you. The kids are going to be off with their friends, and you need a friend to keep you lathered in sunscreen. (wink)

Katy said...

How exciting!!!! Good on you, celebrate the big graduation because GOD knows parents go to school right alongside their kids! lol

And shut up about diet. You are hawt!

Jason, as himself said...

Lucky, lucky, lucky. I'm excited for you. If you let me come, I'll pay for another room and you and I can share it. :)

ChiTown Girl said...

Woo hoo! I'm very excited for you. I think The captain should come, and the 3 men should share one cabin while the 3 ladies share another. The 4 kids will be gone most of the time, which would still leave you two plenty of time to visit each other's cabins... ;-)

hulagirlatheart said...

Woot! I'd pack my bags and head to the tropics too, if I hadn't bought a house this year. Oh well. Run your toes through the sand for me.

J.G. said...

How wonderful! Let the countdown begin!

And don't sweat the diet stuff. A tan alone is worth 10 pounds.

dkuroiwa said...

Diet schmiet! shut up with that talk!!
and yeah, you!!! ChiTownGirl has a great idea...one to definitely think about!! You are going to have such a wonderful time, mon...we will all be with you..vicariously, of course!!

Bigbro said...

I could board the wrong plane...leave the kids in Italy with one less chaperone? Who we kiddin-I'd be dead on the doorstep...