Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Morbidity- Thy Middle Name

So here's the deal.
I'm going on a trip soon.
It's my first overseas trip.
With my husband, sans kids.
We are going to China.
I just got my first passport.
I also got my first visa.
And now, I'm having my first panic attack.
Yes, I'm thrilled that I will see the Great Wall.
I will haggle for pearls.
I will eat unique food.
I also think I'm going to die.
I am now obsessed with Plan B for my kids.
Involving life insurance, guardians, and fantasizing my funeral.
I hope this is just me being silly.
But if I happen to choke on a fish eyeball while visiting the Summer Palace?
Don't say I told you so.

3 comments:

Jill said...

have lots and lots and lots of fun...

can't wait to hear all about it!

Cote de Texas said...

omg! I am laughing! I am EXACTLY the same way = but no way will I go over seas again. Those days are over. I actually didnt think i was going to make it back alive from SPI this summer.

donna said...

I know exactly what you mean, I'm going to Germany in December with my mom and sister. Air travel has never bother me but for some reason my imagination is going wild this time.