The kids and I are leaving for Mayberry later this afternoon. As always, I am looking forward to spending time with my parents, college roommates and childhood friends as well as to the experience of watching my kids enjoy some of the very same things that I enjoyed as a child.
It goes without saying that I am also looking forward to a week away from work, chores and errands.
Instead, I plan to lay in the sun in my parents backyard, to swim in the local hot springs pool, to watch the Man-Cub play a round of golf, to stretch out on the couch with my Kindle and to enjoy a change of scenery during my daily runs.
I'm going to drink a glass of wine with friends while reminiscing about our college days and I plan to get completely misty-eyed over the fact that our kids are always so excited to spend time together despite the fact that they only see each other once a year (thank goodness for modern technology; The Teenager texts the other teenagers and the Man-Cub is a Facebook friend with my friend's son) and are spread across the age spectrum (3-almost 18).
While I will miss Hugh (he's working and won't be able to get away until the weekend), I would be lying if I said that I wasn't somewhat looking forward to having the whole bed to myself; not to mention complete control over the ambient room temperature as well as possession over 100% of the blankets. I love my husband but, having full control over the boudoir is a nice treat. You know, every once in a while.
Speaking of having control, while I do intend to let The Teenager drive part of the way to Mayberry, I am drawing a line in the sand regarding control over the car music, right now; songs including the words "home" and "hometown" will feature prominently.
And, um, yeah...Wild Cherry.
That is all.