Tomorrow is the big day!
My brain is so frazzled with trip preparations I think I'm at the point of no return. I just want to get on the plane and get the whole travel ordeal over with.
Things have been especially difficult because once people in Brasil heard that I'd be making an appearance, the orders started rolling in. A few of the things I'll be lugging halfway around the world are a laptop, two wireless routers, three watches, two perfumes, two pairs of tennis shoes, hair moisturizer, hats, an assortment of Billabong and Quicksilver t-shirts, and a baby monitor. I feel like a pack mule! I wish I could charge a courier fee, but apparently that would darken the Kay name. Heaven forbid I bring shame to the family by getting all greedy, so no fee will be charged.
I'm also bringing some things to sell so that I can have some spending money. Like Victoria's Secret lotions. I can make a killing on those things (and is my means for having a bit of spending money). But it does leave me questioning how much room we'll have for clothes. I guess I'll find out tomorrow morning when I start packing!
Also on the agenda for tomorrow is a pedicure. My MIL has one planned for me as soon as I get to Brasil, but with the sorry state my winter feet are in, I need a pre-pedicure pedicure. I'm dispensing with the fake tan this year, though. My luck lays on the orange, blotchy side, so I'm just going to wear my lily white Irish skin and hope my fancy toes distract the ogglers when I'm on the beach.
Hopefully I'll get a natural tan by the end of our month long stay. Even though I'll be slathering on the 70 sunblock and carrying a parasol. Yep, this year I'm bringing a parasol! I couldn't find a sun hat that I liked, so I opted for a paper umbrella. I think my fashion conscious MIL might die when she sees it. It'll be worth toting just to see the look on her face! Maybe she won't make me go with her on her daily five mile walks if she thinks I'll be sporting a parasol.