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verbicideThe main reason I switched from Saturday to Sunday to visit the fam was pure exhaustion. The unfortunate side of this was that J and S had cleared their schedules for Saturday not Sunday. But since this was an Amy-visit, not a family-visit, they understood.
After packing my bags at Amy's, we went for a brief visit with my brother and nephews. S unfortunately had to work so I didn't get to see her.
The kids? Man, these kids get more and more adorable each time I see them. BigA is 5 and knows me pretty well, judging from the tacklehug. He let me swing him around and smooch his face until I was good and satisfied. Then we ran off to see LittleA, going on 3 this July. Little A wasn't entirely sure about me. He knows me, but we go too long between visits and so he was cautious. Smart kid. But soon, soon there was howling protest if I set him down. We played some games, and mostly there was pouncing and tickling. God, they're so freaking adorable. I really really miss them. That's the #1 bad thing about being away from the Bay Area. I hate not seeing them grow up on a week-to-week basis.
By the time I left, they were both pretty upset. I felt terrible I hadn't spent a night there, but I'm going to make it up by returning soon. Before I left I had coached them both on the importance of repeatedly saying, "Let's go visit Seattle!"
As always, it was great to see my big brother. It drives my sister-in-law crazy, but we show our affection through obnoxious banter. Amy and I hurried to the airport, the flight was only a few minutes delayed. The gate agents: still barely civil. Whatever.
I was blissfully able to sleep on the plane. And Jeff The Magnificent was waiting for me when I got off. I tackled him, babbled about the horror of my flight, the good and bad details of the weekend and I can't say enough how sweet it was to be home.
I'd say I wasn't going to be traveling again soon, but I need to get down to LA for my cousin's graduation party, to Las Vegas for Amy's wedding and the Bay Area again soon to do a family trip. Also a big snow-cabin trip in December with the entire clan. In between all that I have incoming visitors from San Diego and ...hi, FINLAND (woo woo woo!).
It's going to be a busy summer. Hopefully work will calm down enough to let me have a life again. Is it Friday yet?
This concludes our series: Cat Goes to Oakland and Writes a LOT about It.
After packing my bags at Amy's, we went for a brief visit with my brother and nephews. S unfortunately had to work so I didn't get to see her.
The kids? Man, these kids get more and more adorable each time I see them. BigA is 5 and knows me pretty well, judging from the tacklehug. He let me swing him around and smooch his face until I was good and satisfied. Then we ran off to see LittleA, going on 3 this July. Little A wasn't entirely sure about me. He knows me, but we go too long between visits and so he was cautious. Smart kid. But soon, soon there was howling protest if I set him down. We played some games, and mostly there was pouncing and tickling. God, they're so freaking adorable. I really really miss them. That's the #1 bad thing about being away from the Bay Area. I hate not seeing them grow up on a week-to-week basis.
By the time I left, they were both pretty upset. I felt terrible I hadn't spent a night there, but I'm going to make it up by returning soon. Before I left I had coached them both on the importance of repeatedly saying, "Let's go visit Seattle!"
As always, it was great to see my big brother. It drives my sister-in-law crazy, but we show our affection through obnoxious banter. Amy and I hurried to the airport, the flight was only a few minutes delayed. The gate agents: still barely civil. Whatever.
I was blissfully able to sleep on the plane. And Jeff The Magnificent was waiting for me when I got off. I tackled him, babbled about the horror of my flight, the good and bad details of the weekend and I can't say enough how sweet it was to be home.
I'd say I wasn't going to be traveling again soon, but I need to get down to LA for my cousin's graduation party, to Las Vegas for Amy's wedding and the Bay Area again soon to do a family trip. Also a big snow-cabin trip in December with the entire clan. In between all that I have incoming visitors from San Diego and ...hi, FINLAND (woo woo woo!).
It's going to be a busy summer. Hopefully work will calm down enough to let me have a life again. Is it Friday yet?
This concludes our series: Cat Goes to Oakland and Writes a LOT about It.
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Alaska Airlines.
Date: 2005-05-19 04:51 pm (UTC)Everything you went through (well, except the destination change, as there's no other airport that he could fly into) happened to him. At about midnight, I read him your Alaska Airlines rant and he and I laughed so much we were crying. Seriously, it was like you were both on the same flight. They switched gates on him about six times, and planes twice...he got 2 Unhappy Meal Kits. No flight credits other than the coupons. And he got in at 4:45 this morning.
I really can't wait to fly Alaska for my rewards travel.
Sigh.
Re: Alaska Airlines.
Date: 2005-05-19 09:11 pm (UTC)Re: Alaska Airlines.
Date: 2005-05-19 11:12 pm (UTC)Way to not be in touch with the times.
Re: Alaska Airlines.
Date: 2005-05-19 11:40 pm (UTC)But, I've never heard of them putting prayer cards on food trays. That's supremely creepy.
Re: Alaska Airlines.
Date: 2005-05-19 11:50 pm (UTC)They put these little cards - playing card size - on the trays for food in first class. They have a "serene" picture of mountains or trees or Alaska wilderness or whatever along with a quote from the Bible.
It's creepy. Or maybe just crappy. "Pray with your meal! Or else God will smite you with delays!"
Re: Alaska Airlines.
Date: 2005-05-20 04:39 pm (UTC)Re: Alaska Airlines.
Date: 2005-05-20 07:56 pm (UTC)Re: Alaska Airlines.
Date: 2005-05-20 08:09 pm (UTC)