This post has nothing to do with gazpacho or the getsapo.
But I couldn't think of a post title, and for some reason that old Seinfeld episode popped into my head.
I'm so weird.
I'm also procrastinating. I should be packing.
I'll miss you when I'm gone inter-peeps. Disney resorts don't have wi-fi.
Can you believe that?
They make Mickey Mouse come to life, but they can't get you internet?
Well, we could pay for a wired connection.
But we wont.
Besides, it will be much more vacation-y to be web free for a week, don't you think?
So if anything important happens, you'll have to call Disney world and ask to be connected to me. I'll be in the funnel-cake place in Magic Kingdom for most of the trip, so try me there first.
Or you can call my cell.
And now I'm going to go pack.
I shall leave you with the obligatory video-post-for-the-grandparents.
Alex learned her first verse for Awanas, and she wanted to show everyone. And since everyone (who's anyone) reads my blog... ;)
Not to be outdone, Derek wanted to sing the song from his class...
Worry not. I am aware of Derek's butt-crack hair part. We'll be headed to the barber later today.
That is all.
Goodbye forever (or for a week).