I bought tickets. OH MY GAWD!!!!! There was adrenalin pumping through my veins and shivering and I pushed go. Go!  It was a shocking experience to throw $2,000 at the computer and have it throw tickets back at my printer. Shocking, I tell you.

 I told the kids, who were deep in a cartoon and they both jumped up, screaming with me, though I doubt they really understand why, just that its really fun to scream and jump and any reason is a good reason.

 Panting. I am panting and trying not to pass out. What have I done? What doors have I opened?  What comes next?

 Passports, check. Hotels, right – get on that. Return tickets home in the New Year? Eh, I’ll get them.

 Oh My GAWD!!!!!!

 Wait, let’s back up.  Since early July, June maybe, the husband and I have thrown around the irrational idea that we must finally go to Europe.  It’s been a dream, a dream we keep pushing off, and a major catalyst for 13 Adventures.  How embarrassing it would be if I complete this blog and get to the end of a year and then say – oops, we never did get that whole Europe thing taken care of. Not one to waste time once a plan is in place, I have done nothing but obsess about how much is too much to spend on flights to Europe. Christmas time seems the best option with two kids in school and cheaper than summer flights.

 I have fake posted to this blog twenty times in my brain, a post that goes like this “Oh, I’m about to buy tickets” or one that goes “Should we go to England or Germany, Austria or France?

 Yeah, well, instead of blogging I have sat and researched and shopped, and shopped, and shopped for just the right flight.  Then, in a moment of insanity I bought one-way tickets to London Heathrow in December for $490 each/one way! The world is my oyster and I am going to cover it in cheese and slurp it down! ENGLAND!!!!!! The UK!!!!!!!  Britain!!!!!!

 Excuse me while I go pass out.