Disappointment

Do you ever just wake up with all intentions on setting in motion the great plan of the week, only to have those plans foiled? Yes. Well, that would be my morning in a nutshell. I had made plans about a month ago to spend this week with my brother and sister-in-law and their kiddos. Summer vacation has begun for my three nieces and the last time we went out their way was a speedy 24 hour whirlwind trip. Alex and Abby were sad to be rushed out of there so quickly so I made plans for the three of us to take a four day trip to spend some quality time with the family. I gotta admit it. I was actually really excited to go. It would be great for the kids and would make my week a bit less mundane. Not to mention I was going to get a lovely spinal adjustment from my super-awesome-chiropractor brother-in-law. (which I am quite beyond need of. Exactly how much ibuprofen can you take in a year before it becomes unhealthy?) And what about Josh, you say? Well, work is slow, but he is employed (in the loosest form). Though hours are minimal at best, he needs to be here in case he's called in. Was he sad to see us go to see his family, leaving him behind...alone? Pardon me while I take a moment to laugh hysterically...

Bahaha hahahaha BAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Um...yeah. Sad was the exact opposite of his emotional response to the situation. His plans involved lots of movies that I despise, World of Warcraft, steak dinners (thanks to his folks), late nights, World of Warcraft, no kids screaming, no wife casting annoyed glances at his constant World of Warcraft obsession, Mountain Dew, oh....and World of Warcraft. Did I mention that already? My bad.

So I woke up this morning to a phone call from Heather. My poor nieces caught a stomach bug. Blasted stomach bugs. I didn't want to spend the entire trip caring for vomiting children so the great vacation to the in-laws is postponed. Alex, being the wise little kid he is, actually told me he didn't want to go because he "doesn't want to throw up." Smart kid. I think my level of melancholy was slightly elevated above that of my kids. I'd already packed and everything. So plans being foiled and all, I suppose I'd better get busy discarding the evidence of my planned trip. I baked a batch of cookies and some rice crispy treats to take with us. There goes my weight loss goal.