My Ninety-eighth Post

So... my awesome vacation. Perhaps this will be boring for you to read, but I'm excited about it and feel like writing. It will be six days and five nights of whirlwind activity... except for the times when we plan on being non-active. If you don't understand who the characters are, you should reference the Cast of Characters.

It will start early on Thursday, May 24th. This is my Dad's birthday, and also the day that Faybe will graduate from high school. I will start my grand adventure here in my apartment here in Provo. I will (hopefully find a kind soul who will) drive to the airport (for gas and compensation?) and board a plane headed towards the city where Martin lives. My plane will be inevitably delayed by at least six hours, and I will arrive at my destination to face a very angry sister who will then ignore me during the long drive from the airport to my parent's house in my Hometown, USA. We will then attend Faybe's graduation ceremony, and present her will all sorts of illegal paraphernalia (you know... tortillas, beach balls, hip flasks) that she can sneak in under her gown to entertain her while she sits through 12,000 rounds of Pomp and Circumstance.

On Friday, May 25th, the next phase of the vacation begins. My three sisters (Faybe, Martin, and Mean Mommy) will all pile into Mean Mommy's very lovely minivan (along with Bil and Sweetheart) and we will ROADTRIP! to a very lovely nearby state. We will arrive at our destination in the late afternoon and check into a reasonable priced (aka cheap) hotel. Faybe, Martin, and myself will baby-sit our cute niece Sweetheart while Mean Mommy and Bil go to see an evening performance of Wicked (you know... the musical?). Upon their return, we will then probably get very rambunctious and act like twelve-year-old girls very late into the night. Oh, I can hardly wait.

On Saturday, May 26th, we will enjoy a free continental breakfast (read: free muffins and juice in the lobby) at our leisure before Faybe, Martin, and I brave some form of public transportation to arrive at the theater to take in a matinee performance of Wicked (you know... the musical?). We will then check out of the hotel and drive back home where we will most likely all crash at my parent's house in a drunken... er... sleep-deprived stupor.

[Random aside: If you're wondering why we didn't just all go to the same show, you should stop being silly and realize that a six-month-old baby isn't exactly welcome at a musical performance, no matter how cute she may be. And leaving her at home with her two older siblings would also have been unwise, as she would probably never speak to her mother again... once she learned to speak, that is.]

On Sunday, May 27th, we will probably be awakened quite early by Princess and Little Boy, who will secretly be disappointed that their parents have returned during the night to whisk them away from Nana's indulgent care. We will probably go to church at some point, and then we will have the official celebration of my Dad's birthday.

Monday, May 28th is Memorial Day, but as far as I can tell, it will be a fairly tame day with general family bonding/togetherness activities. Martin and I will probably leave sometime that evening to drive back to her apartment for a Jurassic Park movie marathon... er... I mean, to get some sleep and recuperate from the weekend's activities.

The next morning we will have to get up quite early, as I need to be to the airport by 6am on Tuesday, May 29th for my flight back to good ole Utah. I will then perhaps find a caring soul waiting for me at the airport to drive me back to Provo, thereby officially ending my vacation.

Now, doesn't that just sound awesome?

I thought so.