We normally get two long weekend "vacations" a year, courtesy of my wife's company. Sweet. The premium one is at Carmel Valley Ranch close to Monterrey, CA. - a gorgeous uber posh 5 star resort. The other is at Lake Tahoe. Yeah, yeah. We suffer. Believe me, she earns 'em both.
So we're supposed to fly south this morning...but she's in the back bedroom right now, on the phone with Southwest Airlines, cancelling our reservations. Why? Well, she came down with a slammer cold yesterday morning which has bloomed into something truly frightening and travel right now would be more than foolish...it would be foolhardy. So we have to miss the big Spring-ish trip. The big dinner...the open bar...the bocce ball tourney...the open bar...the annual 'me and my wife intimate dinner'...the open bar...arrggghhhh! Hmmm. Good thing I don't drink.
Ah well. Since this is the one place I have to share my joys, my sorrows and also the trivial vexations that plague me...my brothers, join with me for a moment while I wallow in self pity.
DAMN! :x
So we're supposed to fly south this morning...but she's in the back bedroom right now, on the phone with Southwest Airlines, cancelling our reservations. Why? Well, she came down with a slammer cold yesterday morning which has bloomed into something truly frightening and travel right now would be more than foolish...it would be foolhardy. So we have to miss the big Spring-ish trip. The big dinner...the open bar...the bocce ball tourney...the open bar...the annual 'me and my wife intimate dinner'...the open bar...arrggghhhh! Hmmm. Good thing I don't drink.
Ah well. Since this is the one place I have to share my joys, my sorrows and also the trivial vexations that plague me...my brothers, join with me for a moment while I wallow in self pity.
DAMN! :x