For those of you wondering why Sunday is throwing up, fear not. Sunday Regurgitation occurs every Sunday, when I link to a prior post of mine, because I am trapped under something heavy and am unable to write anything original or riveting. Hopefully someone will notice I’m missing, remove whatever is suffocating me and I’ll be back to normal by tomorrow. But just in case this doesn’t happen, think of me fondly.
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We decided to be spontaneous and go to New York City for a couple of days this coming week.
I am currently drowning in laundry, stopping every so often to lapse into anaphylactic shock. Did I mention I am severely allergic to anything falling within a twenty mile radius of spontaneity?
If the anaphylaxis doesn’t kill me, the imminent myocardial infarction surely will. And if you’re wondering about the quickest way to induce a heart attack? I highly recommend having your driver’s license expire on your birthday three days prior and discovering that your new license won’t arrive in time for your flight, leaving you with no means of identification and hence, a potential airport security strip search and an all-expenses paid ticket onto the Terror Watch List nearest you. IT WORKS AWESOME.
So this post is going to be a quickie, so that I can finish my laundry and drop dead with clean undies.
Everybody deserves at least one quickie and to drop dead with clean undies, don’t you think?
I leave you with my post about the Vacation Fairy from last summer.
I hope my Vacation Fairy gets here soon.
And I hope she remembered her EpiPen.
And her defibrillator.
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11 thoughts on “Sunday regurgitation for April 19, 2009: Here lies The Creative Junkie …”
If you’re heading out today, keep an eye peeled for Kiddo and me, as we’re headed in that same general direction momentarily. We’ll be the minivan with the windows rolled slightly down (to prevent carsickness) and the strains of loudly enthusiastic singing vegetables (and other assorted animated critters) echoing forth.
And if you happen to be driving a large tractor-trailer on your trip (I remember how much luggage is involved when one is a tween/teenaged girl), please do us a favor and honk yer dang airhorn before Kiddo throws out her elbow and/or shoulder when we pass, okay?
Enjoy your trip! I *big, red, puffy heart* NYC, especially in the springtime!
Oh, hang on a moment.
Terror watch list.
ID.
Strip searches.
Y’all are FLYING down, not driving.
Well, never mind about the horn honking then.
I think I need more caffeine………
u never fail to make me smile when I stop by here!!
I visited NYC when I was 13, and had a blast. Hope you have a great trip (and flight)!
hmm stripe search..terror watch list.. not good…
vacation does sound good. You always make me laugh.
Rule #1 our husbands can never get together to plan a vacation. You and I would never be found for over a year where ever they choose.
Rule#2 Our daughters woulds would leave in debt worse than what the government already has each person in the America. Though my oldest doesn’t know where the malls are yet. She thinks Wal-mart and Target are the “bomb”.
Rule #3 Are you sure aren’t from the same genetic pool where being sponteous just sends totally to the er. Dh knows he has to give me at least a week’s notice for a weekend trip and a month’s notice for a week’s notice for a week’s trip. Geez, who knew that kids could need so many clothes for different times of the day even after out growing the toddler stage.
Speaking from experience don’t rely on your husband to make sure your suitcase gets loaded into the car. How hard can that be? What could go wrong?
i wish i could spontaneously go to NYC!!! jealous!! (but not of the whole no
ID part).
note to self… renew drivers license!! hmmm strip search huh? That might be more scary for them than me though. Just sayin’
Who packs the car?
When Dub and I travel it’s just us – and two rat terriers – and a sugar glider – and all their cages – and all their food – and leashes – and towels – and toys – and our clothes – for flat land and mountains – and fly fishing gear for both of us – and waders and boots for both of us – and spin casting gear for both of us – and my lap top – and maps – and everything out of the bathroom – and we each have to take our pillows – and more – and more . . .
Dub looks at the pile and walks away. Twenty minutes later it’s all in the Jeep and you can see out ALL the windows AND I can get my hands on anything he wants in two minutes flat! Yep, I’m a packing genius!!
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