So, everyone's all "what are y'all doing for spring break?" as if it's some national holiday. While it's true the kids are out of school all next week, life goes on here at the ranch. I haven't put much thought into the break and honestly, I'm just getting my groove back after ScrapFest. The idea of going on a trip of any kind doesn't sound like heaps of fun right now.
If I had to make a decision on spring break today I'd have to pick staying home. I like a fun trip as much as anyone, but at the moment, the hubs is working in Houston and while he will be home for the weekend, his employer didn't see that memo about spring break being a mandatory holiday, so he will be back at work next week. And so, traveling with the 3 munchkins doesn't scream rainbows and unicorns of happiness.
Knowing me like you do, dear readers, you know that it really doesn't matter which path I choose: staying home or traveling, it is sure to be a disaster. Disaster, Kerry? Yes, disaster, readers. It truly doesn't matter what sort of activities I plan, it's bound end up as the biggest parade of nervous breakdown fodder you've ever witnessed.
Provided we do stay home, I give you permission to be green with envy of my staycation!
Check out the digs at the illustrious Faler Family Compound: staycations come complete with the following amenities: 3 fully furnished messy bedrooms, 2 1/2 baths that need cleaning and never have clean towels, and a scrapbook office which, while fully equipped with every scrapbooking supply known to man is still not set up well enough to crop. Also available in this package is the state of the art gourmet kitchen with ambient lighting (read: malfunctioning) and which comes stocked with and endless supply of Chips Ahoy, Goldfish Crackers, Bluebell icecream, and M&Ms. Frozen pizza available on request. A living/common area with comfy sofas, a million channels on the flat-screen tv, Playstation, wii, and practically every animated movie made since 1937. The common area also features wall-to-wall carpeting in a finish we like to call "calico." After you've enjoyed the indoor ammenities, feel free to relax in the shade-free backyard. Self-service laundry on site.
Don't worry, I'll send postcards.
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Staycation it is. My rules in Crazytown are (starting this morning): No child under the age of nine will get up before the digital clocks read seven three zero (bonus points for those who sleep to eight zero zero). Pajamas will be worn until appx. 10 AM and Mommy will get TWO (yes two) cups of coffee instead of her usually one that is slurped/spilled in the car on the way to school/work. Today, day one, the rules have worked, and everyone will be allowed to continue on to Staycation Day 2! (I may or may not fold any laundry this week-you need clean panties/towels/washcloths-go find ’em yourself in a clothes basket!)
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