Cherio, mate.

I'm going to England! Well, maybe. Probably.

Mike is definitely going to England. He'll be going on business. And he wants to take me with. Because his plane ticket will already be paid for. And the hotel and rental car will already be paid for. And his food will already be paid for, too.

So the argument is that for the price of my plane ticket we get a trip to England. I really REALLY want to go.

But there are a few minor details that keep me dragging my feet just a bit.

First-what to do with my 3 children.

Second-Even though it will cost significantly less due to Mike's work picking up the tab for his expenses, it still will cost a good chunk of change. And, we already spent a good chunk of change on our new patio and deck and fence this summer. And I'm trying to be better at that whole "living within your means" thing. Because, well, we've lived at the strapped for cash each month level before and it's no fun and I don't want to be there again.

Third-Since this is a business trip for Mike he'll be, well, working all day. Leaving me to my own devices all day. And we'll be in Reading not London and is there anything to do in Reading that doesn't require driving? Because I'm pretty sure I'm not up to driving on the wrong side of the road all by myself in a strange country.

But I have to decide soon because I need to buy a plane ticket. And lose some weight. And get something nice to wear. I don't think my stay-at-home mommy wardrobe of sweat pants and t-shirts is quite appropriate. What do you wear in England in October?

And this would definitely nix Disneyland for Christmas. Which is actually okay because as much as I am dying to take the kids they'll most likely just cry most of the time.