Home again, home again bumpity bump!

Yeah, that's right, I made it back- the plane didn't go down and I didn't get stuck in that oil in the Mississippi.

The Ole' Miss, The mighty Miss...

We got on the plane in our home town around 7 am

i was thrilled...clearly.

The Mister said we sat on the runway for an hour- how would I know? I took Xanex and snoozed the time away.

We flew into Cleveland and had 6 min to run to the opposite end of the airport to catch our flight to New Orleans.  The Mister thinks he's all in shape now.

The flight takes off, I'm calm, I took Xanex!

I'm in the potty washing my hands and over the speaker they announce we better sit down and buckle up because we're flying into a thunderstorm and we're probably all going to die after the plane throws us around for a while.  I'm pretty sure that's what they said, that's what I heard!

I calmly scream and run up the aisle to my seat.  I grab the hand of the stewardess and tell her I'm a freak and pretty much realize I'm going to die and could she just shoot me in the face to save me from embarrassing myself?

Next thing you know I'm in 1st class with enough leg room for Michael Jordan, snuggled under her (Barb the stewardess- who I was too traumatized to get a picture of...dang!) very own PRIVATE blankie sipping thousand dollar a glass champagne and eating baby fish eggs on golden crackers!  It was awesome and even more awesome...

I didn't die!

We got to our room at the JW Marriott in New Orleans and I took a 4 hour nap.  Drama wears me out!

New Orleans...

The King and I.

We ate delicious food (ever hear of Butter Fish?) that tore up my stomach (I'll save you the details), saw things I never want to see again (Bourbon St=cellulite booties in thongs and boobies-not nice big round plastic ones, more like the kind that look like an old knee high panty hose), went to the aquarium, met a lot of cool people (you know who you are!!), and were in a PARADE!

Yep, they totally closed down the roads for our group of 400+ and we paraded down Bourbon Street and threw beads at drunks...it was AWESOME!

On Saturday morning... Oh wait, I just checked and it was MONDAY morning that we got on the ship! I'm all screwed up...

Anyway, we loaded up on giant buses like rock stars minus the meth, and headed off to the ship!  We checked in and the next thing you know...

We were headed down the Miss... the Mighty Miss!

I'll be back tomorrow with some goodies... I took pictures just for YOU!!  You know how I love you all and even though I had my head in a bottle of run and was busy doing the electric slide, the cha-cha slide and the cupid shuffle... I thought of you!

Monday and I'm headed out to sea! Headed out to Sea...howWing00tost

What dedication I have to my blog... Seriously, I am patting myself on the back, because it's Wednesday night April 21st and I'm Pre-blogging for the week!

Hmmm, am I sick, narcissistic or just this exciting?

Last year my mom freaked out (you know you did Mom!)  and thought I said I'd call in TWO days when actually I said I'd call in a FEW days... We were leaving Key West and weren't going to have cell service till we got back into US waters, or something like that.  She somehow got a poor travel agent (probably 2 days on the job and late to pick her 6 kids up from daycare) to hook her up with a web-cam on my boat and kept her eye on me the WHOLE WEEK!  So what.., I was in the hot tub drunk and naked, I'm over 21!  Ok, so that's totally an exaggeration, it was my husband!

Ok, so none of that is true, but she DID say she logged onto some boat camera.  Now if my mother tracking me down on the high seas and spying on me isn't enough to get me to undergo plastic surgery and move out of a 2,000 mile radius, I don't know what is!

All I'm sayin' is: you might want to check it out for yourself, I'm headed to Cozumel on Carnival Triumph! I promise to wave every time I see the camera's (like I don't do that all the time anyway!).

This is from last year and I hope to be doing the same thing this time this year...

but with better hair and maybe a cuter shirt...

Adios, I'm headed to Cozumel!

Tune in tomorrow for an old post you may have missed...

Is it too much to ask that a 6 year old ORGANIZE MY LIFE?

I HATE when a morning starts like this:

"oh, i have a homework paper due today..."

REALLY?  Cause you're hard to wake up, I took your dog out and got your breakfast, and picked out your outfit, and have to get ready myself so we can walk to the bus stop without me in flannel gingerbread girl PJ's!!!

So I do a little yelling and she moved like a snail.  I ask where her glasses are, she has NO idea- so I hunt all over the entire house then ask if she left then in my car.  She heads out to look and when she opens the door, her dog TEARS out of the house because there are cats he has a need to dominate roaming the yard (we live out in the country).  The Mister was trying to be nice and open my side of the garage door  but when you have a sneaky dog desperately looking for a way out, you've got to be on lock-down!!  The glasses...Yep, in the car and covered in 1st grade slime, fingerprints, and Lord knows what else.  I clean them, yell some more about being organized (who do I think I am to yell about organization??  I'm the MOM, I get to) and wash her face, which is child abuse according to darling daughter- have I mentioned she's a bit dramatic?!

We finally get out the door and I tell her because i didn't have time to pack her lunch I want her to buy "Healthy Choice" which results in her saying/whining "but i want the chicken patty..."  I remind her not even McDonald's wants that chicken they're going to serve her at school and she's to get the HEALTHY CHOICE... 

Then I notice.... she's NOT WEARING HER GLASSES...

Oh well, I'm not going to freak out ! How you Mom's with more than 1 do this is beyond me, but than again I can't stick to the plan of getting everything laid out the night before.

I'm exhausted just typing this out, it's like I had to live it twice...

GOOD NEWS: granite is in

and the Mister will be working on my counter-tops SOON!

and because I'm being totally random...

Anyone been to Cozumel?

 or

 Progreso Mexico?

(anyone that made it home alive from Mexico that is...)

I seen I can have my teeth taken care of in Progreso!  Don't be shocked when I come home with a gold tooth!

    Anything that's a must see, must do?

Let's discuss.... I'll tell you why later, I'm too tired right now.