By: D-Team Member Michele I distinctly remember my Mother packing for vacations when I was a child. I would sit in silence and awe as she completed the ritual of counting socks and “unmentionables” and it seemed no matter how overflowing the drawer was, leaving for vacation always required more undies and socks. With a few cruises already under my belt it was my pleasure to torture my mother about packing for her first cruise. While she reverted to her…