|Dude, I'm in Sanibel.|
Somehow we managed to wrack up a hell of a lot frequent flyer miles and we've cashed them in. This time I really am taking a break, with no kids.
Normally I would say nothing could go wrong but we all know my luck. And we're flying through Atlanta so that pretty much seals the deal.
And if you know us in real life we've told the kids we're going to Texas. My daughter would have my hide for breakfast if she found out where we really were.
See? What could possible go wrong?