I'm always a little hesitant to say anything about upcoming travels, because a) it might smack of gloating and b) you might be a thug who will figure out where we live and come to our house and steal all our chickens.
However, a) it might be noticeable if I don't post in a week, and you're my friends, and I would totally take you if I could, and let's face it, the truth will come out eventually, and b) we have a tall, strong housesitter. (Notice I didn't say handsome. I only admit to the Professor being handsome.)
( Well, and Jim Caviezel.)
(Wait. I don't admit to Jim Caviezel being handsome. It wasn't me! Let the record show that I admit no such thing.)
The 411: Remember how my mom lost her husband a few months ago? Also, remember how my mom lives in a cold, dark, wintry New England? Well, our little family plus my mom is sneaking away for a little Vitamin D infusion aboard a Caribbean cruise. We are going to have an Adventure together.
I used to chide myself for getting excited about things like trips or other occasions, knowing how quickly they'd pass and how vain it is to put our hope in winds that blow through our fingers. But lately I've realized: Looking forward does not equal setting one's hope. And the event itself is only one third of the package. Anticipation is part of the experience. And then, so is the treasuring of memories.
Especially when you take ridiculous amounts of pictures!
In case you're interested, this is how I documented the trip we took two years ago to celebrate the Professor's graduation. I selected some favorite photos, made these facing-page layouts in PhotoShop Elements (although this is quite doable in Shutterfly as well), and then put the exact same layouts in all three of my children's scrapbooks. I love the simplicity of this kind of scrapbooking.
See y'all soon!