64 Days Till My Cru-u-uis

My mom and I are taking a cruise to the Bahamas in October. I cannot wait. This will be the first cruise for both of us. My father and my husband are not cruise kind of guys. They don't like shows and activities as much as just laying around and maybe eating a lot. So my mom and I are leaving the men at home and going into the sunset, drink in one hand and big, fat sandwich in the other.

Anyone who knows me well is probably thinking, "You and your mom? Aren't you going to kill each other?"

See, my mom and I are working on our relationship. We didn't have the best one when I was growing up and once I left home for good it kinda got worse. We've both changed as people and we came to realize that if we were going to have a relationship, we were both going to have to work at it. It hasn't been a cake-walk, but I've been pleased with the results.

It's different when it's the two of us. My father and sister can't stand confrontation or arguing, even if it's lighthearted. Nothing else exists when my nephew is around. My mother is stressed when she's around her family, and she's pissy around my dad's family. Her and I on a boat for five days - we might actually be able to talk. Although neither one of us is looking forward to traipsing around on the beach in a bathing suit. Cabana boy, another Mai-Tai!