I haven't done a Spin Cycle post since the old blog. I had a little something in mind and suggested a topic to Jen with good intentions of getting the post done before we left for vacation.
Road to Hell and all, that post never got written.
And it isn't going to either.
Because we took our very first family vacation.
5 days + three couples + six kids = squillion bloggable nuggets.
So. I give you, in the wildly popular nugget format, The First Time We Took A Family Vacation.
Happy Birthday Al!
Depart 10:30am. Olive to kennel. Kennel closed.
Olive to Grandma's house.
Head north. Traffic. Sucks. Kids. Obnoxious. McDonald's Happy Meals. Save the day.
Four hours. Mountains. Pretty.
Lobsters. Mussels. Other crap that the grownups eat while I play with six kids in basement.
Wine. Taboo. Hot Tub.
Goblin in tree. Big Spider. Balls. Kids run. Stick your head in hole and look cute dammit.
Who's that? Owen's Deaf friend from school. Surprise! Cool. Cuteness.
Panda Flume. Six times. Owen loves.
Michelle would say: Having weird off with himself.
Man he's strange.
Six hours. Enough Storyland.
Dinner. Restaurant. Poor waitress. Big tip.
Home. Kids bed.
Wine. Taboo. Skip hot tub.
Worry. Can Owen handle water slides?
Walk up hill with Owen carrying huge double tube thingie. 10 times with Mommy, a few more with Daddy.
Owen squealing: "I like it!!" Every time.
Wonder how ass will feel next day.
Wonder how many Mommy crotches teenage boy at top of slide looks at every day as there is no dignified way to mount double tube thingie.
Thankful there are no pictures of my ass coming down slide.
No hearing aids at water park.
527 : The number of times I say the words; "He's Deaf" when someone tries to talk to Owen.
342: Number of curious stares at road map of scars on Owen's body.
Coax Owen to go on different slide which he has to do alone on small mat.
Coaxing works. I go first.
Panic attacks: One, as I'm halfway down really fast and scary slide while Deaf kid is alone at top with teenage crotch ogling boy.
Deaf kid loves it. Go again.
Home. Not for long.
Outdoor organic pizza place. Yum.
Home again. Liver takes night off.
Santa's Village? Fuck that.
Ditch rest of crew and hit the woods, just the four of us.
Beautiful. Kids love.
Owen humming theme from Superman as he navigates rocks.
My favorite day.
Home. Bea tired. Asleep by 5:30.
Attempt to post picture of waterfall from phone to blog. Fail. Fuck it.
Take out. Thai. Yum.
Owen missing his friends. Waiting on porch for their return.
Double 'I Love You' hands. So sweet.
Thursday: (Daddies out door early for 8:45 tee time.) (Golf is a jerk.)
Good morning PMS, I see you've brought your friend migraine with you. How fucking nice. So migraine, what would you like to do today?
Migraine on a train.
Kids bored to tears.
Homesick for Vermont.
Survive train ride. Don't hurl.
Daddies take over.
Other Mommies go shopping.
Wake up. Head better.
Last dinner out.