October 13, 2007
I'm a Good Boy
Yes, I’m a good boy. Actually so is my wife and my brother. The three of us are accompanying my mom on a trip to New York City. We leave on Friday, November 30th and return on Sunday, December 2nd. My mom has never really traveled outside the state, unless you count going to visit my brother in Memphis or attending his wedding in Boston. Sure, we’ve hit Williamsburg and Orlando, but really that’s about it.Until now. My mom has always said she'd like to go to New York. Ever since I was shorter than she is, I’ve heard her say this. She follows this up by her mentioning wanting to see the Rockettes at Radio City Music Hall. So we did it. We even found a Broadway show that was old lady safe. Usually if it’s OK for children, it’s OK for my mom. She let me know she didn’t want to see any weird stuff like cussing or nudity. Dang! You mean I can’t watch naked people with my mom? All right, I guess I’ll still go.
This is her Christmas present. I hope it’s OK not opening a lot on Christmas morning. For those of you who remember our trip to Chicago, I made another anal-retentive itinerary for our three days of fun. If I knew how to post it, I would let you see it here. Since I don't know how to do this, I just made that word a different color. I think it is almost as effective.
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