Today is Mr. W’s last day at work before his two-week vacation. He’s going to Alaska for a manly-men hiking/touring/kayaking/fishing trip. My dad’s looking forward to the giant salmon and halibut (?) Mr. W will be sending back. I’m looking forward to reuniting with my stinky man in a couple of weeks, cuz the day after he comes back will be my 30th birthday and he made some secret plans for us to spend the day. I predict I’ll be really sick *cough* on my birthday *sneeze*. I predict I won’t be handling *wail* turning 30 *rocking back and forth* very well and will need *hysterical laughing* a mental health day off *hysterical sobbing*.

While Mr. W is fighting off the bears (“…and the seals! The fuzzy white ones!” he said this morning), I’ll be in San Jose with college roommie Diana & pals for a weekend. She made reservations for a nice fondue dinner at The Melting Pot the night I arrive, then hanging out and dinner the next day, and kayaking the following morning before I fly back that night. I’ll get to hang out with Dwaine before I fly there since he’s dropping me off at the airport, and afterwards when he picks me up from the airport. I’m leaving my car at his nice new house over the weekend. Hmm. Maybe I should wash it so I don’t embarrass myself. Dwaine’s pretty clean.

I have the last week of July off. No plans yet, I may just take a couple of days for 2 long weekends and give the middle of the week back, save up vacation days for some long-ass China trip next year that Mr. W wants to take. The Gilroy Garlic Festival is the last weekend of July, and Mr. W gave me the green light yesterday to go, so that’d be fun, as long as I can still find hotel rooms. I’d always wanted to attend the Garlic Festival.

Mr. W’s bday is also coming up, so I’m trying to plan a mini trip for that, if only he’d get back to me on which weekend he’s gonna have free.

And then in late October is our 8-night Hawaii trip with my jujitsu class! Luau banquet, USS Missouri, snorkeling, stick-fighting, here we come! And maybe even swimming with sea turtles or surf lessons!

AND…I’m pretty close to caught up with the stupid family law divorce cases they make me do, so no pre-vacation stress and overtime trying to process those damn things for me this time!