I'm off to Florida

It’s Friday, March 18th. I’ve been officially engaged for two days now. Odd, I don’t really feel different.

This is going to be a big weekend. I will be telling my mom that I am eloping with fiancé’ to Colorado to get married. O, she’ll love this.

Today, I fly with my daughter Cassi and my fiancé’s son Rylan into St. Petersburg/Clearwater airport. Rylan’s dad is driving up from SW Florida to pick him up for Spring Break. Cassi, the teenage popularity queen, will be spending Spring Break with my mom who lives in Palm Harbor.

Cassi considers my mom her mom, and for good reason. My mom has been the female figure for most of her life. Girlfriends have come and gone and “nana” has always been there. Problem is, that this situation has caused nothing but problems for my girlfriends. Cassi refuses to be close to them, and most of the time resorts to being rude and offensive to them. The joys of parenthood.

The plan is simple. I’ll drop off Rylan with his dad. I’ll drive my mom and Cassi to St. Petersburg where we will pick up my youngest daughter Alyssa. I haven’t had a chance to see Alyssa since I moved to Chicago, so I’m really looking forward seeing her. I miss her terribly.

I plan on taking the family to dinner, where I will break the news to my mom. Knowing full well that Cassi has already informed my mom of this horrible event, I don’t expect her to be surprised.

This promises to be an interesting weekend.