Traci’s sister and her boyfriend are getting married in Vegas in a couple weeks, so we’ll be heading down there for just one night to be there when they get hitched. As is always the case, Traci’s parents are trying to take control and make all the decisions, such as which hotel everybody should stay at and how we should all pay for it, supposedly all in the name of convenience. It doesn’t make much sense how letting them book a hotel for me and then later writing a check out to them is a “convenience” to me. That’s one reason why I’d prefer not to do things with them, because they always want some modicum of control over their adult children. They’ll play the parent role, and they expect everybody else to play the little kid role, including their childrens’ spouses.
Anyhow, we’re leaving Michael here with my mom on Friday and Saturday, but we’ll have to bring Bradley with us. It doesn’t sound like we’ll have much time to play by ourselves, since Traci’s planning on following her mom and sister around the entire time, so I’m not sure what I’m going to do…