We're going to TEXAS!
GP wants me to start packing... last night we were running errands and he informs me that we have to buy a new suitcase. I tell him we are only going for two weeks, we'll be fine with the ones we have. He mulls that over and then says, "But we need a big one for the Tree!". I'm thinking, "That's not good!"
Picture this... Me, GP, Pepper the Puppy Dog (yes, she likes TX too, y'know!) and our carry-on, the Big Fat Xmas Tree... see what I mean? Not good! And how, oh how does Santa KNOW he is in TX? Well, let's just say that I think GP is giving himself an ulcer. Poor kid...the stress, the stress! LOL!