Our beautiful neice KK, aka Goofball, has been staying with us for several nights, which has been a really great experience. Bubba and Goofball are two months apart in age, and they played together so well, only minimally annoyed by Handsome.

When Lips, KK's mom, came to pick her up, she told us about the cruise she and her hubby are going on, and said something like, "You'll really like it!" I was like, "I'm not going." I looked over at Mower, who had a sheepish expression on his face, and thought he was pulling a joke. Nope, Mower planned a four-day cruise with our business partners and their son Bubba. It was going to be the same price for the most part as a nice hotel for all of us, so why not?

I'm excited--I love cruises. This time will be easier for us, too, because Handsome was drinking bottles of soy formula when we went last year. That meant doing dishes in the sink and a lot of extra soy formula canisters to hide the cocaine we smuggled back in with us. Don't worry--we only gave it to the kids before we left them alone in the staterooms for the whole night while we gambled. Just kidding. We weren't gambling, we were having an orgy in the cabin steward's bunk. It's amazing how you can fit nine adults into one twin sized pull-down top bunk.

So, we'll be going on a cruise where I'll spend too much money on bingo, fruity drinks with an umbrella, and the spa, where massages and seaweed wraps and facials beckon. We'll get our Bubba a massage, I'm sure, which delights her to no end and amuses the spa staff that this little kid gets pampered. We'll have so many temptations to eat horribly, get off schedule, spend too much, not work out, and leave our children in the daycare area. I can't wait!