You know that scene at the end of "Terminator" where Sarah Connor is driving the Jeep, heading for Mexico?
I always kinda envied her that. I mean, sure, she was running from a crazed robot intent on her demise, but there was just something about that scene that always made me wish it was me. (Except for the robot part.)
I will be thinking of that tomorrow, as I am going to Mexico for my birthday. My bday is Sunday, and I have a friend who has been itching to take me down there. A couple of months ago, I told Mr W I wanted to go, for my big day, alone. No kids. No him. He said: "Go ahead." Yay!
What the hell am I going to do with myself without my line of quail babies following behind me?
It's only an overnight trip, yet Ryan was totally concerned: "What's going to happen to our family?" he asked.
Oh, for crying out loud. Do I need that kind of drama? Hand that boy an Oscar.
"Ryan, it's only overnight, and your Dad will be here with you. Get over it." "Oh." (As if I'd leave them ALL alone here while I was out gallivanting around.)
I'm very excited!
Since I've touched on the birthday, I have to say that on Thursday, when I went into work, I was treated well. Everyone was SO nice!!! Cards, a gift card from a couple of the girls, and a giant cake.
This weekend, I don't think I'll be having cake......
After a shot or two, I'll forget all about it.