This week my dear hubby and I will embark on our life changing adventure. We will be travelling a bit and staying still a bit and sight-seeing a bit. In between those bits we will go to a wedding and our lives will be changed in acquiring a new niece that day. I already consider her my niece as she has dated my nephew for a long time. She didn’t take long in finding a place in my heart as when I first met her she had her arm stuck in my sister’s stove. Yes, you read that right. I walked into my sister’s home to visit and there on the floor was my niece and another girl (I will call K). Baking pans were strewn around the bottom of the oven part of the stove (where there is a storage drawer for such things). My niece jumped up and greeted me and then introduced the girl with her arm lodged in the storage drawer. K looked up at me, smiled and we all started laughing. Thus, she found her way into my heart. It seems before I had come in, my niece and her soon to be sister in law were in the process of making brownies for my visit. A baking pan got cock-eyed in the drawer and trying to get it unstuck , K put her arm into the mess and got stuck herself. My niece got several of the pans out-of-the-way, but it didn’t help much. I dropped my bags and went over to add my two cents to the dilemma. We managed to get K’s arm free and that was the beginning of a lovely relationship with my nephew’s girl. This coming Saturday she will be married and become a legal part of our family. I am so excited for this day as it has been at least six years since she had her arm stuck in the oven drawer.
After the wedding, Hubby and I are heading to Gettysburg, PA. . We love this area and have visited there often. My dear hubby takes tons and tons of pictures each time we visit. Our visits are usually squeezed between other stops. We have never had a full day there and this time we will be there for at least 3 days. I told him he could photograph each and every monument of the battlefield down to the boots of each general memorialized. I may live to regret that statement, but I am determined to give him this time to thoroughly enjoy this segment of the trip.
After that, we will head to my sister’s home and visit a few more days. We will be able to talk about her son’s wedding and just catch up, as only sister’s can. I am looking forward to sitting around her kitchen table, talking and drinking a glass or two of wine.
From there (if all goes as planned) we will head down to await the birth of our grandson and visit museums that we have long thought of going to.
This is all the itinerary I have in my mind. All of this could change in a minute if our little baby decides to come early. Ultimately, he is in charge of this entire trip. We are at his beck and call. Our cell phones are on high alert and we go nowhere without them.
I have thought of this trip so lovingly, in my mind it is laced with sweet lullabies and little flower petals drifting down from the sky in slow motion. There is a quietness to the adventure, it is a wonderful day-dream. Unfortunately, it is a trip, and like most trips there are frustrations and times of loud groaning and complaining.
My dear hubby could not find the brake pads he needed to replace. He had them a week ago and couldn’t find them until this morning. He made his frustration known. In fact I am certain you all must have heard him complaining. The weather has not co operated, it has been so hot that I am certain even hell must seem like a tropical resort. Other things have popped up on the radar unexpectedly, but they are what I consider the norm in the scheme of things.
The feelings I have battled today have caused me confusion. One on hand I have not so lovingly thought of giving my husband a flight to the wedding without the use of an airplane. Sort of like Ralph on the Honeymooners, “Pow! To the moon Alice…” Only his name is not Alice and I seriously would not do this however much I am tempted…
I know, by the time we leave we will have several times of frustration and flared tempers, but I also know that once on the road, calm will prevail and eventually we will even smile at each other.
It amazes me that we look forward to vacations and journeys with such anticipation. We plan, we dream, we make lists, we count down days. Then it approaches and the flood gates burst open with flooding of emotions all over the place. I often wonder why this is. Is it because we are anxious to get going? Is it because we really do need a rest and break and it’s not coming soon enough? Am I the only one to experience upheaval before a trip? I certainly hope not.
One thing is certain, this adventure will change our lives. We leave as parents and friends, we will return with new titles that will forever be with us, Grandparents. Has a lovely ring to it, doesn’t it?
I plan to take my camera and document our trip with pictures. It is also my hope to blog while we are gone. I have great plans, now I just need to get them going.
Thank you for stopping by, as always, DAF