All I ever wanted

Tomorrow I go on vacation.  I’m totally convinced that my day tomorrow will go like this.  6AM: Oh, ok…time to get up. 6:30AM:  omygodmy stomachHURTS. 7AM:  Time to leave…oh, blood.  Oh, I must have gotten my PERIOD.  LATE.  Just in time to get on a little plane and moan and not my able to use the bathroom.  Great.

But I am very very excited to be going to Nantucket.  Swimming!  Biking!  Running!  Sleeping! The Beach!  I’d love to go sailing, but that’s up to H, since I couldn’t sail my way out of a bathtub.  H’s family also goes fishing, but that kind of boat makes me seasick. I become Super Womit-girl (or Super Womit-woman if you prefer…I like the idea of superwomitwoman at wordpress.com).  I’d like to do some lobster-eating, but I’ll settle for fried cleams.  Yes, like my co-worker’s 5 year old said, “they are SCRUMPTIOUS!” I concur.

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