Sunday, was Mother’s Day and also my 31st birthday. After having lunch with my family and celebrating both those events my parents were taking my son away for a couple days so my wife and I could enjoy some peace and quiet. At least that is what I thought. Come to find out my wife had other plans. When we got in the car after lunch I found out that I was being kidnapped and taken to the beach for five days. I was shocked and awe. In my head I started to think about what I needed to do before leaving for five days. I asked her a ton of questions. Did you talk to PPR chair? – Yes. Did you bring stuff so I can write my sermon? – Yes. Do I have clean underwear and cloths to wear for these five days? – Yes. She had thought of everything and had been working this plan since February. I love my wife!