That was my favorite line I heard yesterday on TV. Heroes. I just love that Hiro character. He’s so adorable.
Today I’m on vacation. I’m up against another use-it-or-lose-it situation, and by golly, I’m going to use it. I know, it’s pathetic to have so much vacation time banked that it reaches the limit. I was saving it for extending maternity leave, but that’s not necessary anymore. I’m planning to take a week off in March, but my limit caps before then, so I have to take a little time now. It’s a good thing. I need some time to myself.
Speaking of planning for March vacation, I’ve worked myself into a near tizzy, contemplating and second guessing the scenarios. I’d like to go on a cruise to Alaska some day, but they don’t start until May, so that’s out. Perhaps we might plan one for September, when Mr. Gadget has his next vacation week reserved. I like the idea of a cruise because those cruise ships typically have all sorts of things to keep youngsters entertained. I would feel relatively safe taking my toddler on a cruise, although I’d likely be confined to quarters once he’s gone to sleep. Cruises cost a fortune, though, and whilst a Disney cruise or any tropical cruise might be great, I absolutely do not want to undergo a cross-country flight with a 2-yr old.
I suggested we stay home, continue dropping the little busy body off at daycare, and take advantage of the day time to do things we never get to do, like go to the movies or go try different restaurants for lunch. We could go play golf, even. I’d do it, just to enjoy the together time, even though it’s not my favorite thing to do. I’ve only been once, and it was fun. I guess my main hangup with it is the cost and making sure to keep the pace so as not to annoy the golfers ahead or behind. Mr. Gadget loves golf, but he wasn’t too enthused with my proposal. He likes the idea of going away. Anywhere, as long as it’s away. I find it a bit annoying. Away means planning, packing, travelling, meeting schedules, getting settled in strange accommodations, finding transportation, navigating in unfamiliar territory, spending a truckload of money, plus, keeping a 2-yr old content. This is no small thing.
He’d like to go to Reno, because his brother, Primo Gadget, lives within driving distance, and he’s not seen him in quite some time. I don’t mind the idea of seeing family. Mister Busy Body hasn’t met this uncle, and besides, PG has just recovered from throat cancer and it would be so great for MG to reunite with his brother. Reno is not too long of a flight, so we could manage that. The thing is, what is there to do with a 2-yr old in Reno We can go, and spend a thousand dollars for room and flight, plus whatever more it takes for dining and entertainment. PG and his wife (especially the wife) like the casino scene. It’s not for me. While I enjoy a nice glass of red wine with a meal on occasion, I am just not the drinking gambling type. Besides, one can’t take a toddler to a casino. If we go, I envision myself stuck in the hotel room for the evenings, while MG parties it up with his brother and SIL. MG wants to go for 4 days. PG would only be able to meet us for 2 days. That means we’d have two days to do what I asked MG to find out what there is to do in Reno. What does he do He finds flight/hotel packages. Frustrated, I remind him that I asked him to find out what there is to do in Reno. Everything, he replies. Like what Swimming pool, casino, golf. Right. He doesn’t seem to remember that we have a child. We might swim if there is a wading pool, but gambling and golf are out. There are plenty of things to do in Reno if I babysit while MG hangs out with his brother. That’s what’s getting me all worked up. I’m having a hard time figuring out how this will equate to a family vacation. It doesn’t sound like part of the family (the mom side) will be having much of a vacation. Mister Busy Body is just that; he’ll be curiously delving into anything and everything he can see and reach. It will make no difference to him whether he’s in Reno, Timbuktu, or our house. He’ll need to go to sleep around 8. Maybe I’ll take a good book and curl up and enjoy. A thousand dollar book reading getaway. Hooray. Can’t wait.
