So I just got back from three very long days of vacationing with my folks.
I mean, VERY long.
Here’s the thing: it totally sucked. I mean, I love spending time with my parents. I do. We get along very well. But three days of touristing in some random little rural town without any break from my parents EVER just isn’t my idea of a good time.
So here are a few tips that I wish I knew before I went. Good luck, you poor brave souls.
(1) Insist on having at least a little say in the location.
Okay, we went to this town in upstate NY (5 hours from their house, 3 from my apartment) for seemingly no reason. When I was informed, I did not question. Foolishly, I said instead, “Whatever you guys want.” Fatal mistake. You see, my mother decided that we just HAD to go see this giant kaleidoscope. Yes, that’s right: apparently, the basis of this trip was a giant kaleidoscope.
Anyway, we finally get to the stupid thing and they take one look at it and my dad says, “I’m not paying 10 bucks a person for this!”, my mom says, “I can’t lean on this thing for 7 minutes!”, and next thing I know we’re back at the motel trying to figure out what to do for the next three days. Read more




Don’t worry, I almost forgot, too. So, to save you the pain I went through to not be a bad son, here’s a list of quick gift ideas to show your mom you care.
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