Tomorrow we leave for the beach for a week. I’ve been talking this up for several reasons, not the least of which is that it’s the first time I’ll be spending a week with my in-laws since…ever. We’ve done long weekends, short weekends, overnights, but never a whole big fat solid week. It will be interesting. Also it’s the first time in the five years since we’ve been married that ALL the peeps will be together as one. For at least one night, all of us big and small will gather under one roof, celebrate a birthday and wake up the next day in the same house.

So. Here it is…by the numbers.

30: The number of people that will have drinks at our shrimp boil porch party.

24: The number of pounds my suitcase will most likely weigh.

17: The number of people on the most crowded night in the house.

12: The number of two-liter drinks BB has purchased.

12: The number of two-liter drinks BB has purchased that have both caffeine and sugar.

7: The number of nights we’re staying. (We think.)

4: The number of pork tenderloins it will take to feed half our group.

8: The number of wine bottles accompanying me on the trip.

11: The number of books I plan to read on the sand.

45: The SPF on our six bottles of sunscreen. (It won’t be enough. Expect another post about sunburn.)

6: The number of children we’ll have running amongst us.

2: The number of hours it will take us to get there. (It’s not enough.)

2: The number of cats that will have shred our furniture to pieces because we left them for a week.

1: The number of people I would actually do all this for. You’re a lucky duck, BB!