No, it's the outgoing flight, so I'm sure he landed, checked an airplane monitor, and cursed. That's what I do when my flight is delayed.
Have I mentioned that we need to move somewhere with a real live airport?
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No, it's the outgoing flight, so I'm sure he landed, checked an airplane monitor, and cursed. That's what I do when my flight is delayed.
Have I mentioned that we need to move somewhere with a real live airport?
And he doesn't have a cell phone, so he's got my cell phone, but I bet he won't even think to turn it on, so I can't call him.
I don't know why I just thought of this, but when I was a kid, I would fly by myself to see my grandparents every year. They lived far from the airport (and were nervous), and we lived close to the airport (and were more cavalier), which meant they would sometime leave for the airport before we did! Good times.
Also, I have no real idea why I'm treating him like someone who's never been away from the farm, rather than an actual grown man, but I've been doing it all day.
Dana I'm sorry your husband is stuck in the airport. I used to be jealous of your airport because my BiL's flying lessons out of there were so cheap, and I could never afford them where I was living.
Dang sorry to hear so many of you are having a Monday of a Friday.
Eh, Dana, sometimes you just need a place to focus your worry.
Also, I have no real idea why I'm treating him like someone who's never been away from the farm, rather than an actual grown man, but I've been doing it all day.
I'm guessing it's because you've both had a crap couple of weeks, and everything is heightened in that kind of situation. Calm~ma to you.
So, I just did my nails two-tone for the first time! And I'm...not used to it. I think they look weird. Ah well -- I can redo them Sunday. They are grey with silver tips/halves, so not that crazy, really.
Our seatmate has his headphones on, and he is singing along with his music - LOUDLY. Does he not realize that he is not using his inside voice?
There was a woman doing that in the Y locker room tonight. Not the first one I've encountered. I don't get it. Raised by wolves? Laughing hyenas? I mean, I REALLY don't get it. I sorta get the women who sing in the shower, and kinda love the women who break out the gospel singing in the pool after their senior aqua-aerobics on weekend mornings.
106 here in the city today. 101 at 8 pm. I win?
ita...I think you need to throw everyone under the bus, with righteous ire.
Did mah nails too. But mine are just classic french tip glue ons.
Haircut tomorrow. Which...at least I'll be out in the country, though it probably won't be any cooler.
Oooh, lightning!