homeagain, jiggety,
November 27, 2007 at 8:30 p.m.
Again, I have survived the experience that is flying with baby. THis time, the stupid baggage check-in people took so bleeping long, we missed our cut-off time and got bumped to another flight. Adding another hour to th trip, bah, and a plane change in Chicago. Jerkfaces.
I hate being told I am late for my flight, and yet have spent a good portion of time in the line for the baggage check-in because only 2 people are working the desk and are slooowwww.
It worked out fine, but I still needed to sit down and cry and and get mad. Of course my mom was thrilled with an extra hour to play with her grandbaby and I couldn't stay too mad for too long, watching those two giggle and run around the terminal.
I cry every time I leave my mom. I miss her so much and I wish I lived closer. Last night when she came home, Solei shrieked and ran towards her with her arms outstretched. That girl knows how to make someone feel seriously loved. And I love seeing her love my family so much... I have no idea how I got such an incredible baby, but at least I know it has nothing to do with me, and I'd better not screw this up.
She was a flipping angel on the plane. She even slept most of the second one, and I didn't even drug her. When she woke up, she giggled and loved on every person she saw. I am so bleepety bleeping lucky.
Of course, what with getting up at 3am this morning, I am now completely tuckered. Dang, I have totally spent this NaBloPoMo being incredibly dull. I'll try to pick things up tomorrow, but I do have to teach violin most of the day... So that might be a stretch as well.
I'll be interesing soon, promise!
SUPERCRACK, super tired!