Ok, so let me just be the first to say that this has been one hell of a busy month and I am sorry that I haven’t been able to post anything recently. Let’s see what has happened over the last 20 days.

It’s really hard to have children and go on Vacation as a “single parent”. I am sure that there are many that do it, but still it’s really hard. They should make a holiday for those single parents so when they come back they can recoup from it.

It really was spectacular. I had the time of my life. We took a train to Disney World. I want to be the first person to say that I really don’t like amusement parks. I get sick on a lot of rides and need some down time after each. My son is your typical 7 year old. He wants to go, go, and go. I swear there is no other person on this planet that could get me to plunge 50 feet straight down.

We took the Amtrak from Cleveland to Kissimmee. That was a new experience for him and since he absolutely loves trains we thought that he would just be “enraptured” to travel there by train. All I can say is I am glad that we flew back home. It took 2 days to get there and the entire time he couldn’t wait for it to be over with. When I told him to look out the windows at certain times I would get this response – “daddy, I’ve seen trees before.” God, why does he have to sound like me all the time?

My attitude changed when we were in line for our first “action ride.” We were at Splash Mountain and there in line were these little kids that could be no more than 3 years old. They looked like the little people from the wizard of oz. I had to laugh at myself. If these little kids could do it then how could I complain out riding these things? My attitude changed again as we fell down the big drop at the end. I am such a baby that I found myself with my head behind my son as he was screaming “yeah baby” as we went down the hill. He did tell me that I could hold his hand if I wanted too. I thought "good lord, get it together here, your 31 years old."

As we rode more and more I think it was a bonding experience for us. He proclaimed Big Thunder Mountain his favorite ride of all and because of the slow economy there were no lines this time. This was my 3rd time at the park and I have never been able to ride Big Thunder Mountain 22 times in a row. We tried every seat and every position we could come up with. The best and really freakiest was when we rode it 2 times when the fireworks were going off overhead. It was beautifully scary if you know what I mean.

We did it all there. I think I brought my gay sensibility to the days. We did every ride he could get on, but we did them all in an organized, orderly fashion. This sometimes made him crazy but it did make sure that we didn’t miss anything. All I was really glad about was he was too short to complete his “mountain” trilogy. He was 3 inches to short to ride Space Mountain. I was thankful. I have hated that ride since I was 6 years old and my mom told me how great it was. I think I was a crying mess when I got off it. I didn’t want to do that again.

On our last day there, we “did” Epcot. There was one ride there that I would never do again. It was the Mission to Space. There are 2 levels to this ride. You can pick the easy or the hard level. Well my son of course decided that we needed to do that hard level. It evidently was designed by NASA to feel like you were going to Mars. They strap you in and assign you a “job” to do on the ship. I was the pilot. I have no idea how I got that job. All I can say was they mean what they say when they say “don’t close your eyes. Don’t look away and don’t throw up.” They simulate take off and it was the worst experience of the trip. The pressure and the force of the take off along with the video was enough to make you sick. (All the same time my son I screaming how great this is.) I won’t be back for that one again.

After I got back it’s been a full 2 weeks of working and showing the farm to buyers. We had 3 showings over the last weekend and they all looked good. There is one person that is coming back this Wednesday to look at it again. Lets all hope that it goes well.

I still can’t believe that I only have 1 week till I get to see my soldier. Words can’t express how I feel right now. It’s almost like I am getting ready for our first date with the knowledge of what he looks like with his cloths off. Its funny, I can still see him how he looked when I first saw him and I wonder if that is what its going to be like. Granted, we won’t be on our cell phones scanning the parking lot of our local movie theater trying to meet up, but in a sense it’s the same with lots of drama, stars and d-listers.

Hopefully he will still tell me the same thing he said on that first date. “If you want, you can hold my hand and put your head on my shoulder.” Then I know everything will be alright again.

I’ll check back after graduation on July 3rd. Have a good week.