Look out Oz, here I come...credit card in hand! Parents and husband in tow!

I meant to write this last night, and then I was side tracked...Why was I side tracked? Well we decided the parental unit and ourselves were going to OZ on Monday...Literally, since I bought tickets for show and dinner to see WICKED in Sydney, Australia.
When I decide to do something, no playing around. We had told my parents we would take them with us for their 50th wedding anniversary last summer, (but you can just make it into whatever celebration of the year we are around the trip is for. Their birthdays, Valentines day, Fridays, whatever) I know that is a 180 degree turn from taking them to Las Vegas that we had thought would be the plan this week!
But we get to see our granddaughter! AND she has on something other then pink! I did not think she owned any colors other then pink...


By this morning I had flights...Seattle to Brisbane then on to Adelaide, then onto Sydney and then back, car rentals, activities, hotel rooms and by the end I was furiously changing credit cards around to see which one still would let me charge up one more little thing on it! I even took Bazzas...

Usually bit of a problem buying things on line with our British VIrgin Islands credit cards, the screens just put up a picture of some one rolling on the floor when you try and find the BVI in the country list!
Thankfully, Qantas let us do the air tickets with one of the BVI ones, which helped a lot! Did you know Debit cards only let you take out a few thousand a day? Does not matter how much is in your account.. Anyways, on to other important things. Like food.
One of my many food pleasures is making a rather large (none of these wimpy microwave popcorn bags for this girl!) and taking it to bed. A couple nights ago, EVERYONE else ate dinner (sniff sniff) while I watched as I decided that dinner was going to be popcorn. You know that mouth feel you get when you are looking forward to something? No, well you skinny people just don't get it now do you??? I bounded out to the RV, pulled out the popcorn maker, looked for oil, none, but no problem, I could work around that. I then proceeded to turn the RV over looking for popcorn. None in sight. I pouted. Of course. Bazza offered to go get me some. I put on my best martyr whine and said "no that is fine, I am not making you go out this late to go get me popcorn" He said, "that is fine, I will go into your parents first and see if they have any" I still in my best martyr whine of "don't bother, nothing is going to make me happy now" said " Well, they would only have microwave popcorn if they had any" Then HE starting turning the RV upside down as he could not believe for a second that I did not have any popcorn! AND SOON WHAT DO I HEAR?? The sweet shaking sounds of POPCORN! He was right, I did have popcorn, and apparently not a petite little jar of it either! You read that right people, an entire 8 lbs of it!

Then, it was decided by my other half, that i had been sitting cross legged on my chair in front of the computer for too many months just gaining weight and I was going walking. Sigh. I have to convince myself I have lots of energy just to make it up the steps to the parental units place! The mean man THREW me out of the car at Canadian Tire and made me HIKE. See, I took pictures of real to god scenery....

And water! By the time he spent 18 hours in Canadian Tire and picked me up at the other end, I could barely put one paw in front of the other. Hey, it was an entire half an hour people! The most activity I have done for months...and months...

He has now made me go like 3 days in a row. Today I asked at the end of the half hour if I got a special "treat" like a starbucks moccha frappucino. Some how he laughed at me! Mean man!!

Anyways, I may think I am being humorous tonight and i am so tired I probably am just irritating, so I will leave you with this joke I had passed on that also seemed to suit me to a t!

One of the girls coming on the boat in a couple weeks was lamenting (she owns restaurants too...IN Iowa? Not sure if it is near a cornfield) that she was trying to lose weight before the trip and not sure if she was going to pack the bikinis or not. I suggested she go my route and stay in her jammies all the time on the boat!
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I was walking down the street when I was accosted by a particularly dirty and shabby-looking homeless woman who asked me for a couple of dollars for dinner.

I took ten dollars out of my wallet and asked, 'If I give you this money, will you buy wine with it instead of dinner?'

'No, I had to stop drinking years ago', the homeless woman told me.

'Will you use it to go shopping instead of buying food?' I asked.

'No, I don't waste time shopping,' the homeless woman said. 'I need to spend all my time trying to stay alive.'

'Will you spend this on a beauty salon instead of food?' I asked.

'Are you NUTS!' replied the homeless woman. I haven't had my hair done in 20 years!'

'Well, I said, 'I'm not going to give you the money. Instead, I'm going to take you out for dinner with my husband and me tonight.'

The homeless Woman was shocked. 'Won't your husband be furious with you for doing that? I know I'm dirty, and I probably smell pretty disgusting.'

I said, 'That's okay. It's important for him to see what a woman looks like after she has given up shopping, hair appointments, and wine.'