Never, ever, in a million years...

Five New Kids on the Block cruises.

Well, 4 previous and then this years's, which leaves next Saturday from Miami.

I have made fun of that damn boat for the last 4 years...ever since the first one when Heather and I contemplated going u tip we saw that it was 3 days long and about $3 grand.

Do I look like I'm paying 3 grand to be on a boat full of snarky women vying for Donnie Wahlberg's attention?

Hell fucking no.


And then...this year happened. This year where I've started to mentally compile a bucket list. This year where I started to stop trying to be someone I'm not and embrace my quirks.

This year, where Jon Knight tweeted that this was likely going to be the last NKOTB cruise.

What?
The last?
Wait, what?

And that was all it took for my wheels to start...slowly. What if it WAS the last? What if I regret never going on it? What it's the most amazing thing ever (like everyone who has ever been on it says) and I MISS it? I don't like to miss anything.

So I entered a raffle to win a trip. And figured, well, if I need a passport ( which I ought to have anyways, by the way) I'd rush one of I won.

And then the cruise sold out.

What?
Sold out?
Wait, what?

You're telling me I can't go on even if I want to? I hate being told I can't. So, I got on the waitlist...and then I called and they said, no, you don't actually need a passport at all.

My resolve was crumbling...I think I really, really want to go.
Until I get a phone call that I was called off the waitlist...for a $1700 cabin.

Yeah, no thanks.

Or...a $1300 cabin.

Or...an even cheaper cabin. Including port charges.

Well, in that case...

I have just gone against everything I have ever said and booked this cruise (fully thanks to my awesome Mom that said, you know, go. Be happy.).

I am going on the New Kids on the Block cruise.