On Vacation!

I know I have been gone for a few days. Vacation, friends. Remember? It seems that the minute I say, "Hey! I will be gone on vacation for a week - give or take a few days," everyone and their favorite dog has to send me an email, leave me multiple phone messages, ask me if I want to go grocery shopping with them since...'you're not really going anywhere.'"

I am on vacation. You are not on vacation with me, dear pals. Love you, but not hanging out with you.

Now, don't be offended. It's just that before this vacation began, my husband demanded, "You will not reply to any emails, you will not be around to encourage anyone, nobody is getting a ride, you won't be babysitting, you are not to answer the telephone."

Except for my father who keeps calling daily to report what he has forgotten from the day before - that he has a new webcam and wants to use it.

Except for my parents across the street who come over daily to see what we are doing and to ask if they can come along.

Except for my friends who leave me, oh.....at least four or five messages on the phone a day..., just to let me know that they are available to hang out should I want to make my vacation just like any other summer day where I am working my day around them.

Do I sound angry? I am not. I promise. Just without my morning coffee, and just leaving a final message (since I can't do it on my telephone and Hotmail does not allow me to via email anymore), "I am on vacation. Will return on Tuesday, July 14, 2009. Even if you see me in Walmart purchasing a new tennis racket, it is just because I am still on vacation and making good on the opportunity to play a snobby sport with my family."

I am just saying....this is why you are all being ignored.