Over a dozen CF events behind me
and only three very painful dates to now endure
I take a deep breath in and sigh as I think of what’s ahead of me. I take a Peppermint Pattie off the table, and grab Marc’s hand as we walk out Cipriani’s doors down 42nd Street, toward our hotel.
3 dates left to handle:
They have been absolute hell for us since Jena “moved up” in 2006.
One date I will despise forever
One celebration that's lost it's magic
We keep trying to find new ways to breathe through them. Each year we try to make them bearable. We keep trying.
Last year we believe we found the answer. Marc & I decided to change things up a bit. We cancelled Thanksgiving, renamed it “Just Thursday” and escaped on a 10-day adventure to nowhere and didn't return home until December 5th…oh, and we took ALL our Facebook friends along for the ride. We asked, "North on 95? or West on 80?" We let our Facebook friends decide "Chattanooga or Memphis?" "Hurricane or Margarita?"
…so, I'm asking, "U2?"
Adventure begins November 23rd...FOLLOW US!
Margarete McCord Cassalina |