Drew: Hey, have a safe flight.
Me: Thanks! Just cleared TSA in record time.
Drew: Were you worried?
Me: Deep down, I’m always afraid that somehow I will get myself on the no-fly list.
Drew: How? By telling dick jokes on the internet?
Drew: That’s not why they’re going to keep you off a plane…trust me…there are reasons.
Me: Why do YOU think?
Drew: Three adolescent children, a divorcee, and two grandparents? Honey, that’s the definition of ‘terror cell’. (shudder)
**Friends…Loved Ones…Lovers, I am, officially, on vacation, and I will only have enough cell coverage to randomly send posts that I typed BEFORE I got on the cruise (I’m even writing this from the dock…because I’m dedicated and shit), so I won’t be able to respond to comments until I get off (Ha! Get off! Get it…because it’s…nevermind). Good news…I’m sure we’re having an AWESOME time…bad news…you’ll be listening to cruise-related bullshit posts, related to my family, for the next month. I apologize in advance. **
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Mommy Catharsis is SO jealous! Have a fabulous time!
Having an AMAZING time! Currently sitting on a tour bus is Ketchikan, on my way to a rainforest.
Have a great trip!
Thank you! It’s been truly outstanding. This place is twenty kinds of magic.