Late Cruising

Well it's been a bit since I've done any additions to the blog, but I wanted to wait till I was really busy with other things before I tried to add anything here. ( I really have to rethink my strategy.) Anywho, we've had an interesting December. The major highlight of the month was the annual cleaning of the toilets! The winner was Mackenzie and the runner-up was Jeremiah. So as the tradition goes, the winner must clean out the toilets with the runner-up. Boy, you think getting the stink out of a skunk spray is bad! That's nothing compared to what "brownie boy" smelled like!

Other than that... not too much happened in December. Nope.

Oh yeah.. there was that other thing that we did. it was a cruise of some sort. Yeah, after a very generous donation from the "Chuck-L-Head foundation for procrastinators" we headed down to the land of sunshine, oranges, and really, really old farts. After spending several hours doing 40mph in the passing lane to make us blend in better, we were ready to set sail off to exotic foreign lands such as Detroit. But on the way, we would stop at several places. The boat took our breath away. Just looking at it, took our breath away. That was until we were told that we were looking at the wrong boat. Our boat was over "there". Ahh well, we would just learn to make do with what we had.

On route, the family got together and talked about old times. One highlight was when me and Chris finally laid to rest the rumor that we looked alike. As you can see, there is no family resemblance whatsoever. If you need help, I'm the good looking one on the right.

We even took time out from our usual scaring of dinner guests to pose for a photo. One of the problems with the food was the fact that you had to really work for it! It usually ended up as a tie between me and Chris for the first dibs on the Poo-poo platter.
I mean, whoever thought of putting the freaking buffet on top of the wall should be shot.

Well, once we got to some of our stops, it was time to relax and enjoy... even more time with the family. Yeaa.

On the island of Jamaica, We were surprised at their level of sophistication when it came to plumbing. Here you can see Reet taking advantage of their shower facilities at Dunn's falls. I decided against posting the picture of Nate using the toilet at the local water fountain. ('nuff said.) While trying our best to avoid the locals like the plague, we had some fun and excitement. It not in every foreign country where you can play that fun game of : " Ok, Mr. Smart Ass, you got us lost, you figure it out!!" for 3 hours! Ahh fun indeed. While we laid out in the sun, our little one, Mackenzie played in the sand. It was cute watching her as she built structure after structure in the sand. It was only when we realized that some of the sculptures looked a lot like maps of Europe and Russia, that we became nervous. Haley took a picture of it. Click here to see it. Other than that, we participated in some of the local customs, such as buy vast quantities of booze, and seeing how much you can drink before you have to get back on the ship and declare it.
-Very fun custom.

However, the day also meant that I had to part ways with a new friend that I had made. "Little poo-poo" quickly grew fond of me during the short time that we had. He even took it upon himself to take a little token of our time together, namely my hat. So in return, I too took a momento to remember him by... namely his life. Ahh, "Lil poo-poo" indeed.

Well before the owner could show up, we decided that it was best to head back on the ship. We had made it to gang-plank when we had noticed that one of our members was missing! Who could it be??? Well it turned out that it was none other then our precious little Mac. It had seemed that while I was saying my "goodbyes" to dear, sweet "lil poo-poo" the police were chasing after a ruthless shoplifter that they had caught at the local liquor store. The scoundrel got away with 5 gallons of premium run. (Good Girl!)







Well as the sun went down on our little vacation, we sat back and had a good old time, Singing and dancing was done by all, as you can see by the following pictures.








All I know is that was some mighty fine chicken that they had!! Finger licking good, if your will. But we reflected on the cruise and how, even though we had a great time, we must eventually face the music and head back to that thing called reality. Which we all accepted regretfully. Well when I say " we all" I mean, "we all, except Reet. Who went screaming down the halls, 'You can't make me go back! They'll never find me!! They'll never take me alive!! I don't wanna go!!' " - You know what I mean.

So after a nice escort by the armed forces off of the ship, we headed back home, trying to forget the fun, excitement, warm weather, and general heaven that we experienced for a week. The only thing that made the kids want to go back home was the fact that the next day would be Christmas, and they wanted to see how much we had drained our income to appease the little beasties. Me and Reet however, we just thought of how nice it would be to kick back on that balcony deck with a drink and listen to the ocean as we watched the sun set.. Pretending that our children were well behaved, and normal.

Well then, until next time. Chow!

-The Corbett Clan-