TheMommyBlog

Thursday, June 07, 2007 Family, Fun Finds, Travel

Okay campers, listen up: it’s almost time for me to hop a plane to Georgia, because I’ve got Georgia on my mind. Georgia… sweet Georgia… Also? my baby brother is getting married. Seems an awful shame that I had to get married twice before any of my four brothers got married once. Um. *cough* Let’s move on, shall we?

I have just packed suits, ties, shirts, loafers, real, actual, dark dress socks, dresses, tights, pretty little pearl-white Mary Janes, and a fabulous Lauren halter dress and sexy red heels for me. I have no idea what’s in Phil’s humongous bag, and I ain’t askin’ neither. I’m sure it will get him through the next eight days just fine. I on the other hand, have filled a duffel for the kids, a small (the carry on size - for those at home who must think I can’t travel lightly) wheeled bag for me, a car seat, a shoe bag, computer, portable DVD player, puzzle books, coloring books, a Game Boy with no charger, a few movies, several books, and a partridge in a pear tree.

I hope to bring most if not all of that onto a plane with me at dawn. Mom’s coming to get us (in two cars) at five, and off we go. I had the kids sleep in their travel clothes, because, no. No. I’m not dressing three sleepy children at five a.m. No.

I am a limp noodle tonight - what with the last minute details, and packing and laundry and a job interview and negotiating carry ons with the kids. Yes! I interviewed at Yahoo! today, and I came out of there on a buzz a mile high. It’s a good feeling when someone knows you from the blogosphere and it’s a GOOD thing. Best moment? “Tell me about XYZ and other things you’ve done… uhhuh, go on… WAIT. That was YOU?” Heh. Awesome feeling. Here’s hoping.

In other (well, the same, really) news, I’ll be out of touch through next Friday night. I’m sure I’ll check in, but who knows how often since I DROPPED MY iBOOK and will be bringing my ThinkPad that doesn’t have all my pet programs and lovely files and all that. Maybe Phil will share his PowerBook with me. Maybe I should just enjoy time with my family.

See you when I get back!

P.S. Thanks a lot, eveyone, for peeing on my parade: when I posted the link to the age project here, suddenly my profile went from “people think on average you’re 13 years younger then you are” to “two years older than you are.” Only my readers. Only my readers.