Yes, it's once again time for vacation. Where we all argue about what goes in who's car, and how much stuff goes in the truck because of the beer. Where we send ridiculous texts and say "what time is it in your car?" Ah yes, vacation....
We will be in a car for a very long time, driving southeast, until we at last see that ginormous bridge over the ocean, out to the island. I know, you're totally jealous, as well you should be. You won't be there, you won't know...
7 days of getting up whenever we, er Princess, wants. 7 days of sleeping in the sun on the beach all day, drinking adult beverages all night. 7 days of whatever we want. Last year, Michael Jackson, Farrah Fawcett, and Ed McMahon all died...this year? Who knows? Hopefully, though, my iPod can cover it. ;) So yes, it's time for vacation.
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