CUE MUSIC-THE BALLET BEGINS

As reported in past NOWAT but again here for the new subscribers, the process of:

She puts it on the bed, he “stuffs” it in the suitcase, she takes it out and puts it back in the closet, putting more stuff on the bed to be packed is called - The Packing Ballet”.

This year’s exercise will proceed as usual with the “trial pack” of HIS STUFF just to see how much room he’ll have left for the late additions to HER stuff that won’t fit in her bag.

Yeah he really thinks he'll have room left considering this is a 16 day trip that includes a 12 day cruise with no DIY laundry aboard an RCL ship since he normally packs for 7 days and washes as needed.

AND… he really thinks he’s gonna get all the STUFF she usually takes, plus cruise stuff into one carry on and a small back pack.

Stand by for CHAOS

{no, the usual departure kind comes later}

Truth be told, he couldn’t contain himself, got the itch and started Wednesday night resulting in minor frustration with the packing cubes he tried on the trip to DC with Da Boyz.

It seems that he can pack them so tight that they initially may hurt, not help his military style of “Stuffin’ it in the bag”.  A few adjustments – there’s always adjustments – and he figured out how to account for the space created by the handle tracks in the bottom which usually got stuff wedged in tightly.  Not an ideal solution, but good for now.  And… there is some minor space left for her Last Minute Stuff… {Fingers Crossed}

So for the most part, he’s done.  SHE on the other hand has procrastinated in confirming that mall - Walgreens - DSW runs have concluded, as well as it will probably Friday night before he gets it all on the bed to begin the Ballet.

Side note:

The Grand-Sons and their parents have come down with some “Bug That Is Going Around” according to our resident Nurse – Cristina. In fact they're so sick that DL had to call our favorite Cuban Joint for chicken soup and Cuban Sandwiches which she picked up and delivered to the bug infested household.

Now Chucky is gobbling all sorts of Vitamin C compounds and drinks to fortify his Chemo compromised immune system.  Last thing he needs is what’s “Going Around” to latch on just as he climbs into a flying cigar tube for 12 hours of compressed air time in very tight quarters.  Dragon Chic on the other hand just poo poo’s it all and will take her chances with hugs from the little infected ones.  Chucky hesitates to remind her that a hug from a sick friend several years ago sparked her vacation long head cold during NOWAT-ITALIA 2001.

Oh and the Templeshifs reported that they were packed and airport bound early this AM for a head start on their “Assault on A'dam”.  The rest of the - now TE10 [we lost a few] will arrive a day later. 

We don't get there 'till very early Sunday to spend half the day recovering from Jet Lag and have our first of many dinners with D&L, planned for the 5 & 33 in the Art'Otel, right across from the Central Station, a cute little Sicilian Spot [yeah, they're eating Italian in Holland], go figure.

That’s it for now, SHE is headed to bed, HE is taking one last look at his check list, the overstuffed bag and of course…

the Dewar’s supply.

Ciao 4 Now

Uncle Chuck & The Chicken Soup Delivering,

Dragon Lady