New Therapy

So, my road trip has driven me to South Carolina. An eight hour drive (I didn't drive straight through) and worth it!!!! I'm using my Marriott points and staying at one of the resorts here. I'm gonna use all my points...to eat, go to the spa and anything else included in my package. It's beautiful here!!! The weather is great, 80+degrees and the water looks nice (but I probably won't get in it, I'll wear my bikini and look cute, but not swim). I brought my golf clubs, and though I don't "play", I will practice and hit some balls. That sounds VERY FUNNY!!!! And though, it's no where close to South Beach, Myrtle Beach it is.....

The drive was theraputic! And since I haven't seen my therapist in a few weeks now, I may just drive from now on to clear my head. I mean, most of the shit we talked about, I already knew...just never said it outloud, or never wanted to own it. Having an honest, unbiased, nonjudmental opionin or feedback of my thoughts, feelings, actions and experiences in itself was helpful. But, how long could I hold on to such a crutch. I'm a big girl, wearing big girl panties now and know what I need to (well at least should) do. So, though therapy was extremely beneficial and I learned alot about myself...there are some things that NOONE can say, do, or tell you to REALLY deal with this thing called life! And so, with little conflict, I had to break up with my therapist. Driving, is my new therapy outlet. I just nhope I don't wreck. LOL

Road Trip

OK, so....my daughter is gone. Been gone. Nice, France. Has been, having a ball! I've gotten pictures, e-mails and recently skyped with her. SOOOOOO, happy she got this experience! SOOOO, happy she is having fun! And my son....well, he finally got a flight out on his buddy pass to Colorado. So he is in Denver at a Bar-B-Q as I type this blog.....

And I... Well, I'm preparing to get away. I haven't had to be responsible for my children in a while. A LONG while! Well, responsible in the sense that they are not in the house and or I have to worry about a school schedule. So, I want to get away. I looked at flights, to everywhere!!! Flights are so expensive, when you try to fly last minute. I would've loved to have visited the DR, but that's another story.... So, with the last minute travel arrangements...what do I do? ROAD TRIP!!!! Hey, I love to drive, so what the hell.

I've rented a car (already blogged about my scary and illegal car situation, sooo) and I'm just gonna drive. Drive south. South sounds good! Love the southern hospitality! There may be some photo shoot opportunities in Virgina Beach. And South makes sense. But, honestly, I'm thinking more like South Beach!!! I need the heat. I want the excitement! I want and need to just get away! Nothing better than a good ole...ROAD TRIP!!!!

Spring Break Deffered

And like usual, I leave it to my ex husband to take care of my son's travel plans for Spring Break...and he didn't come through. My son is still here and is disappointed that his plans for Spring Break have not manifested. His hopes were to go to Colorado, to get away...spend time with friends and family. Not my choice for Spring Break...but hey. All I know is that, it's Sunday...Spring Break started on Thursday, the plan was for him to be on a plane that morning and it didn't happen. He was packed and ready to go, but went nowhere. I will not say a word.

I hate looking at my son's face as he sulks because his father has not come through. I will not be the one to say "I told you so" He always seems to believe in his father and his ability to make the impossible happen. I say nada! However, I go above and beyond for the daily and regular things, but it's what his father seems to do to make the world turn. My daughter on the other hand, knows reality...her world rotates on another axis...her "step daddy --" She loves him and knows the world rotates on his axis. She by the way, is gone...is in France.

So, my son waits and I as well. I thought on Wednesday night I would be on a plane myself by now. But I too, am reconsidering what to do with Spring Break. I mean hey, how many times a year do I get a break? But, I didn't want my son to do nothing and considered a road trip for us... This still may be an option as time continues to get pass me.

Guess Spring Break is Deferred.