So last night, before the pumpkin seeds and the apple pie, I received an email saying that we could book a vacation to join Great Big Sea and several other bands on a cruise. Apparently, booking started yesterday, and I didn't know that a delay of 18 hours would make that much of a difference, but the cruise is nearly sold out -- and all the exterior rooms are gone.
Rats.
I was thinking that this vacation could be my Christmas present to Tom and myself (and Rachel, who screamed, "We'd get to meet them?"). But I'm too late. All the good cabins are gone :(