Vacation for Everyone

Twenty-nine years ago, my mom and pop packed Hambone and me in the back of our poo-brown Datsun 210 wagon and headed south.  Hambone and I were both in diapers, and Mom's little brother came along to play with us and give Mom and Pop a little bit of a break.  We ended up at a charming resort full of little red cabins, just up the hill from a gigantic, pristine lake.

Each and every one of us fell in love with the place, and our family has been vacationing there every year since.  Mom and Pop have graduated to going about three times a year now, and I introduced The Hubbs to this family haven a couple of years back.

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As I sit here in Pop's chair typing on Mom's goofy little netbook, I can't help but feel like a kid on Christmas Eve.  The Princess and I are heading down there in the morning with The Grumps and Jessie (their fur-kid).

This will be The Princess's first adventure there, and I can't wait to show her all of the water.  This kid lives to swim, and you really have to watch her near pools, lakes, puddles...you name it.  She is all about the water.

Well, this lake is a hundred and fifty feet deep in some places, and the water is crystal clear.  We'll see how she does in the boat, and if she likes it, then great.  If not, that's cool, too.  They also have an in-ground pool in the middle of the resort compound, and I have a feeling we'll be spending quite a bit of time there.  I believe, between me and The Grumps, that we've packed something like six little swimsuits for her.  We're anticipating a very wet few days.

And while we're there, The Hubbs will be taking a well-deserved breather of his own. Have I mentioned lately how much this wonderful man does for The Princess and me? He'll be up for sainthood one day, I just know it.

All of a sudden, I find myself breathing a little easier and smiling a whole lot more.  Between my full-time job and full-time school schedule (both of which I love...don't get me wrong), I'm ready for a break.  I'm under no illusions that the road trip will be pleasant the whole way, but I think the pot of gold at the end of that particular rainbow will be worth the hoops we'll have to jump through to get there.

Wish us luck, folks.  We're all on vacation.  (Happy sigh...)