Feels Like a Long Day

Life is quiet when both of the children are away. Oh, wait.

So K did indeed get into Boston by train last night around 7.30, easy peasy. She called when she arrived, and I assume that she found her friends there, but she was traveling with someone else, so no real cause for worry there.

R, poor thing. Oy. Apparently they were not having good weather in Atlanta last night, flights were canceled, flights were delayed. She should have had a 6.35 connecting flight to Las Vegas, but since her flight from Newark didn't arriv3e until 6.30, she missed it. She called through the evening with various reports, and finally said that she had a boarding pass for the 10.40 flight. Which sounds great, except that flight did not actually leave until 1.30 in the morning. Anyway, she emailed at 6.30 am to say she was there and with her friends, so all is well. And she called after she got up (around 12.30) and didn't even sound tired. I, on the other hand, did not sleep well. I wasn't worried about her, but I didn't sleep soundly.

Anyway, I got an amusing phone call a few hours ago from my eldest nephew, who lives in San Diego. We said hello, how are you, and I said "So what's up?" and he said he was just hanging around at a friend's house in ... Las Vegas. I said, "Hey, R's in Las Vegas!" and he said he knew because he had just talked to his mother and she told
him, and he was calling to get R's cell phone number so they could maybe see each other later. Pretty funny; I guess I'll find out at some point if they actually found each other.

The Sibs and I did do Costco this morning, but it's terribly hot here today -- 89 still at almost 8.00 pm -- and awfully humid. I hate it when I go outside and my glasses fog over. I napped this afternoon, and copied stuff off the DVR to DVDs, or else just watched stuff. One of the movies I had was The Prize Winner of Defiance, Ohio. I liked it a lot; see it if you get the chance.

The Hubs and I went out for dinner, a nice surprise. He said he thinks we should go out to dinner once or twice a week. I must carefully scour the basement tomorrow for the pod this alien impostor came in. I'll bet it's a big one.

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