I have never been accused of being a spontaneous person. Never. But I am here to tell you that I did something utterly spontaneous, without much forethought. Or maybe there was forethought but it was all subliminal. Or subcutaneous. Or subconscious. Yeah, that's the right word, subconscious. Most of the time the subconscious is an evil little parasite, but on Sunday night it made me happy.
I booked a cruise, just like that. Found it, liked it, ran it by Rob, and booked it online, all within the space of a half hour. Usually, I agonize for months, but this was absolutely serendipitous, meaning the dates, the price, the port, and the cruise line were all exactly what I would have wanted, had I gone on a long determined search for the perfect cruise. I know I've told you that I live from vacation to vacation, and this is going to be a goody. I would do the Happy Dance, but my knees are hurting and besides, I can't dance worth a damn.
Off and running now. I haven't forgotten the rest of the food tour of Panama City Beach.