Vacation, all I ever wanted...

Danny is cooperating and will be gone by the time we get to the OBX. We have spent the evening packing up. We're planning to head out 9 a.m. tomorrow. We are worried about Kitty (aka Sassafras). Hunter's parents come to check on the house everyday and feed her. We are such dorks. We call and leave her silly messages on the answering machine while we are away. She is our cat-child. It is the only hard thing about going on vacation. This time tomorrow, I'll be sitting on the balcony listening to the surf at Kill Devil Hills. Ahhhh!