Californ-y, here I come!

It's official. I got the time off; I got my plan ticket. I'm going to California:) I'm really excited. We are leaving Thanksgiving morning for Orange County Airport which is only about a 15 minute drive from my Uncle's house. Oh wait...don't let me confuse you. When I say we, I mean me and my Dad. Hubby James is getting left at the house. And just so you don't think I'm a mean person deserting my husband. I asked him. He has no interest whatsoever in going to California; those were his exact words. I suppose I could have given up my trip and stay here with him. But naaaa. I'm not really that kind of wife:) Besides...last time when I was in LA for thanksgiving, I didn't spend it with my uncle, and he was really kind of heart-broken about it. No one in his family comes to see him really let alone for the holidays. But the main reason I'm going. I have to get out of here. I spend my life going up and down the highways and farm roads and dirt roads of Texas and Oklahoma and I really needed to get away from these states. I feel like I'm suffocating. I was quite the adventurer there for a little way. Since I started college I went out of state at least once a year. The last real vacation was my honeymoon in New Orleans. Which...I know was a little over a year ago, but it still feels too long. I am all about the annual vacation. I gotta get far away from home at least once a year or I'll go crazy. Especially with my high-stress, so "I don't get paid enough for this" job. I felt like my head was going to blow up, so when my dad said he was going to visit uncle for Thanksgiving, the idea went under immediate consideration.

Of course James is not happy. NOt because I'm leaving him...no..because I bought a plane ticket he thought I could not afford. Let's clear this up. I can afford a plane ticket. I'm not rich or anything, but after paying for the ticket, there will be no bill that goes unpaid, and no time we have to go without a meal, without having to tap into either one of our savings account. Not to mention we dont' really pay rent here at my dad's house. WE pay the house tax which is the equivalent to $100 a month for rent. And we both have jobs that pay well above minimum wage and we get overtime every week. He may be a money horder, but I've handled my own finances for over 7 years now without ever going under. I think I know if I can afford a plan ticket. Now the plane tickets I'm buying in January to San Diego and in April to Washington my be a problem, but I'm too young not to live a little:) right???:)

Moving right a long...the plan is to spend thanksgiving and the day after with my family, then maybe spend a day or two with shea and jonathan. Hurrah! I really can not wait. Plus...I have been craving some singapore noodles from a chinese restaurant in LA and jonathan has said he'll take me there. Maybe I'll get to take my dad up to the Hollywood sign. He's never been up there. And my dad is truly excited as well. He hasn't spent Thanksgiving with me since I started college. I'm very much a daddy's girl and it will really mean a lot to us both to take this trip together. Even without my husband, who I'm sure, one of these days, will regret sending me on trips without him.