A little fanfare never hurts!

My trip home was loads of fun! Sonya and I got a later start than planned and wound up in the world’s slowest moving line at the airport. Ugh. I was certain I was going to miss my flight. (There have been many signs throughout that the airline is understaffed: many of my flights wereContinue reading “A little fanfare never hurts!”

Contraband and my father.

I’d been feeling depressed with my dad out of town, but today I managed to take a shower before fetching him from the airport. (It’s been too long. I had to wash my hair twice.) I’ve never gotten someone from the airport before, and I feel quite confident now that I know how to doContinue reading “Contraband and my father.”

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