Morning Pops and everyone from the kitchen table at my daughter's house in sunny Virginia Beach (I say house, not home, for a reason... for now... it's a work in progress... a bit of tension in the air between these two, which I expected... I just didn't think it would be this bad
).
Arrived late Tuesday evening and had a busy day yesterday so just really getting a chance now to sit and give attention to important details, like this thread.
So far everything seems 'okay' with my world. When I landed at O'Hare (a/k/a Cootieville, Illinois) it wasn't all that crowded considering I was traveling mid-afternoon and it was only a few days until the big guy with the red suit and white beard makes his appearance. That morphed quickly from
semi-peaceful to
buzzing with psychotic activity as my two-hour layover drug on. Talk about feeling trapped and helpless! My goodness!! From my gate being changed to one a ten minute walk away, to seeing the back-end excitement of one traveler's run-in with the police (not me
), and the rude travelers (because we
ALL know only a select few actually had places to go, unlike the rest of us who were there just to wreak havoc on their plans (
extreme sarcasm inflected there, in case you didn't catch that...) ) the chaos grew and grew. I couldn't wait to get on that plane to Norfolk and get out of there. I doubt that my lack of love for that City will ever change. Once I got on my next flight though, such peace. I had my row of seats to myself, managed to figure out the WiFi login on the plane, and was actually able to watch a full movie in-flight as well as text with my daughter while several tens of thousands of feet in the air.
Skip Wednesday's running here and there and everywhere trying to manage last minute stuff... and on to today where I have a little peace and quiet before everyone else gets up and moving for the day. Hell, I've been up by myself for two hours, showered, dressed and now enjoying a cup of dark roast waiting on that son-in-law of mine to roll out and get this breakfast made he promised us last evening (drumming fingers... waiting patiently hoping the growling in my stomach will be loud enough to carry up the stairs and wake his sleeping butt). Anywaaaaayy, on today's schedule is some preliminary food prep for dinner tomorrow (they are doing their main meal Christmas Eve day when the in-laws come in), and making cookie dough so we can do some baking and deco later.
Hope all this makes sense as I really don't want to go back and edit anything...
Merry/Happy Christmas Eve-Eve to you all. If I don't have a chance to check in before flying back (early Sunday morning), I wish for you all Blessings and the very best and so much happiness on this holiday!
Love to you all!!