In the next twenty days, I will only spend 6 at work. That's right, it's vacation time bitches!
I leave Thursday afternoon for a snorkeling/camping trip with my big brother. It's his bachelor party, and he wanted to do something with just the guys. I don't see any strippers in our future, but my brother was never really the stripper type, so it's not surprising.
Then I come back for a week, and leave again that weekend for his wedding. That's the long one, almost 10 days. I drive out on a Saturday, and The Wife joins the party the following Wednesday. Uncles, aunts, cousins, and people I'm not sure how I'm related to usually come out of the woodwork for weddings; prompted mostly by an open bar and the chance to make extended family feel "socioeconomically disadvantaged". Well, not all of them; but there are more than enough. I plan on having breakfast on the beach every morning and spending some serious time in the water. I think I'm slates somewhere in there as best man, so I suppose I might have to put a shirt on at some point; but we'll have to play that one by ear.
Of course, all this means I'll probably have a severly limited Christmas vacation. Meh.
Make haste slowly... Ninion
To plough the sand... Tristram
If ifs and ans were pots and pans... Thadeus
It is a long lane that has no turning... Tabitha
Neither fish nor flesh... Ingram
Fools may sometimes speak to the purpose... Edith
Brevity is the soul of wit... Florence
Fish and company stink in three days... Joseph
To eat the calf in the cow's belly... Rook
An ounce of discretion is worth a pound of learning... Georgette
Too much knowledge makes the head bald... Cornelius
Better an open enemy than a false friend... Arnold
It takes all sorts to make a world... Hector