Leaving on a Jet Plane

My flowers, are, at least. They're on their way today. They should arrive at the hotel on Monday. Yes, folks--that's right 3-4 days in a box (well, 10 boxes, actually). I'll let you know how they look when they show up. But, these guys know what they're doing, so I just have to trust.

Tomorrow Mister and I have a full plate: take the dog to the kennel, drive out to Grandma and Grandpa's house (about 1 1/2 hours away) have lunch with Mister's parents, then (ack! sigh! eek!) leave my baby behind....for a whole 9 days!!!! Ouch--heart--hurt. Then we'll drive back home, load up our suitcases, and drive to a hotel near the airport where we'll spend the night, since our flight leaves at dark o'clock Sunday morning.

We'll be traveling aaaaaaaallll day Sunday and get in to St. Thomas at 7:45 p.m. (assuming all goes well). But with customs, etc., who knows what time we'll actually arrive at the hotel.

Then Monday my flowers should show up, and BAM! the work begins. There's arrangements to made for about 6 different parties throughout the week. Eee-gads.

So, I'll have to make this short, because, I still have to pack!!!

There is so much more I want to say, seeing as this weekend is....you know...that holiday. I'll be thinking of all of my friends out there who are mommies-in-their-hearts, as well as those who have made it to the other side after a long ride. I will raise a tiny bottle of booze to you all as I sit on the plane.