Sunday, September 14, 2008

Call the Navy


Call the Navy, I am swimming in a sea of tears.
Surviving the annual Family vacation, is becoming a more interesting challenge as the years continue. My saving grace is the like minded few that can catch a wink from across the room.
...And a quick escape route with a solid excuse, and a return ticket to show a hint of graciousness, so that not to totally discredit the experience. Being trapped for a week with a dozen people can be loads of fun. The kids like to have that many eyes and ears surrounding them, laps and hands holding them. Tongues tend to be sharp, nerves tender, ears blocked, heavy lids, dull smiles, all encapsulated into slow moving zombie bodies. On cue, I hop in the passenger seat of another like minded member. We speed away under the radar detectors, through barricades, passed sitting ducks, until I am delivered to my rightful driveway. We work with joy and efficiency, whistling away a couple of precious days. Done. Refreshed and on the road again. We arrive to a delightful house hold, with stories of triumphs and drama, survival and satiation, we are lost.

5 comments:

kim* said...

you're a great writer

mgu said...

I agree with Kim...
Thanks for passing by, by the way. And may I enquire what you meant by being in spanish? Thanks!

ourgreatgreenglobe said...

family vacations are always interesting! you either love them or hate them but they are never boring!

Pfeiffer Photos said...

Such a poinant posting. You made your point and painted the picture well.

Beth said...

Very well written.