VAY-KAY

EEEP!

SUNDAY!

FINALLY going on our Honeymoon/ Family Vay-Kay combo.

It's pretty much all I can think about.

It's been so long since I've been a real vacation that it's like I forgot how to prepare for one, at least smoothly and calmly. I get all wound up making lists of absolutely everything I must do beforehand, writing down specific shirts and jewellery I think I would be lost without, reminding myself to bring bobby pins or I'll be sorry, not like I couldn't just stop at a store and grab some, I just can't handle not having everything and more than I'll need.

Because of that I am a bit of an over-packer.

I have come back from trips not having worn half the stuff in my suitcase, but it just makes me feel better knowing I have OPTIONS.

So, here's the plan:

630 AM Sunday flight to Pearson Airport TORONTO

Get rental car and wait for Brother Daley and Sister in law Leesh

Get on the road to COTTAGE COUNTRY lake Erie, Lowbanks

Arrive Sunday Afternoon and begin partying for my Dad's Birthday

Be a terrible influence on my Dad

Prank my husband/be pranked by my husband

Bond/laugh/drink/eat/chill with the bro and sis

Introduce my husband and party with my Grandma, Auntie, Brian, Hopefully cousin Andrea- WE WILL MISS YOU COUSIN ALICIA!

After four days in the cottage, Matt and I are off to spend a Day and Night in Niagara falls, checking out all the campy tourist stuff and haunted houses, wax museum, and of course, THE FALLS- then, TO OUR WATERPARK HOTEL OMG OMG OMG

THEN back to Erie to scoop up Daley and Alicia and off to T.O. for a couple nights, we will be staying in the Royal York Fairmont and Satan knows what we will get up to there, but one place we must visit is The Bovine Sex Club.

No my husband and I aren't cow swingers, it's a rock n' roll bar!

Then we drag our hungover asses to Montreal, where we hang out, party at Metal bars, eat smoked meat at Schwartz's, shop, go to the park, climb the "mountain", and take lots of pics of us just being fucking cool.

Anyways, I'm not going to break down our itinerary minute for minute, it's time for bed so I can pack and clean my house tomorrow, get cat food and write a manual for everyone taking care of my kitties while I'm gone, you know, the usual.

I may spontaneously (or drunkenly) blog from somewhere from my phone, but otherwise I will be gone till the 28th!

Peace and love to all you wonderful hippies.

-E.