I'm R-E-A-D-Y!

That's right, I'm ready to go. Let's be honest here, I'm one to get straight to the point. I don't like to beat around the bush. I want to know something, I'll ask. I want something done, I'll go do it. So, when the countdown has been going on for over 45 days, the plans and schedules and activities talked about for countless times, it is about time. Time to step onto a plane and viajamos a Mexico! My bag is packed and I don't want to brag, well yes I do...this expertly trained UW packer has fit her week's worth of life into the "You could carry it on if you had to" size piece of luggage. Now, I have the option to take a bigger bag, sure. I could check two bags if I wanted, but where's the challenge in that. Let's get real, I'm gonna be wearing my bikini half the time...throw in a couple pairs of shorts, two nice outfits, a couple skirts, and plenty of tanktops and we're good to go...I mean, one can always rewear anything...heck I could wear the same thing everyday and who's gonna stop me. Not like I'm gonna see any of these people again, foreign country and all...besides my family, but they're used to me already:)
So, now I guess it's on to counting hours...25 till the plane takes off...17 that I'll be awake and fidgety (and did you know fidgety is in the spell checker, amazing things these machines can do)...