My mother invited me on an Alaskan cruise.  I did what any good son would do…created a blog so you can share in the hilarity that can only come from sharing a cabin for seven days with my mother!

A little backstory is in order. My parents were divorced when I was very young and I grew up living with my father.  Except for crashing on her couch for a few weeks before I left for Florida,  I don’t think I spent more than three hours with my mother at any one time.  So the thought of spending a week enclosed in a floating metal tube was not high on my list of life’s goals.

But she asked.  Of course I agreed.

She also wanted to plan everything.  I panicked just a little.  I voted for the Mediterranean.  She chose Alaska.  Her idea of a day well spent is in a bar with her friends.  I have more excursions on my wish list than days to do them.  I have mapped out how many laps I’ll have to run around the ship each morning.  She will need a wheelchair to get up to deck.  You see where this is going.

It will be a blast!

Maybe I’ll see Russia!