Wednesday, December 19, 2012

I have a confession to make...

Every time we go on a trip, and I mean every time, I pack my own suitcase and Christi packs everything else.  The one exception is for camping trips.  I do man up and take care of the tent, sleeping bags, etc.  But every article of clothing, every carry-on toy for the kids, EVERYTHING else is packed by my sweetie.  So here I am, eyes glazed over, staring at a room full of stuff that somehow has to get to America.  I can do it right?!?  (In case you can't tell, I'm stalling.  If I focus on the computer long enough, perhaps I'll turn around and it will all have magically packed itself...)


  1. Dude....I so feel you pain....

    And somehow I know you managed - my only problem was 'balancing' the weight for the flights! ;)

    hugs - love you guys - aus and co.

  2. Ha! This makes me laugh. Kirk and I are the same way :)

  3. O yes it takes a woman
    A dainty woman
    A sweetheart, a mistress, a wife
    O yes it takes a woman
    A fragile woman
    To bring you the sweet things in life!