It’s been a short while since my last post, but let me tell you it has felt loooooong!  I’d like start this post by saying I love my husband and I’m so happy I got to see him.  The half was fabulous and I loved getting to run in it.  I love my family and I’m excited to be home.  And now I’m going to complain.  I’m also going to survey (in bold) just for funsies.

Tuesday, Kristen came home from school and took me to the airport.  We stopped to get my tattoo touched up on the way; pictures are coming, I promise!  I didn’t get to the airport late, but I definitely got there later than usual, I like a good 2hour buffer.  How early do you like to get to the airport?  My leg was killing me and I ripped the bandage off my tattoo picking up my bag so I was a mess about two minutes in.  Thankfully they let me skip to the front of most of the lines, Jet Blue lets you check 1 bag for free, and I had a nonstop flight.

Jet Blue has free cable onboard, something we don’t have at home, so my 3 hours went by pretty quickly.  I snacked on a package of Teather snacks; yum.

A Muscle Milk Light Bar; meh, too gooey and with a strange aftertaste.

And a little bag of blue chips; blue for Jet Blue, cute and tasty.

I want to say the flight was good, I mean I had chips and “Bones” was on, how could it not be?  Oh yeah, when people who have no business being parents take their little monsters in public!  Before people try to crucify me – I was a teacher for two years, not only do I recognize the signs of most disabilities/disorders, I fully sympathize with the parents who help their children live with them.  This little brat was NOT disabled.  Nor was he that little, the child was at least 6 or 7.  Infants scream on planes, it sucks for their parents and the people around them, but if it happens it is unavoidable.  I’m not going to say this kid needed to be smacked (I don’t believe in that) but his parents certainly needed a smack in the face.  He screamed the entire flight.  Ok, whatever.  But he also kicked the back of my seat the entire flight.  And every single kick felt like someone was shooting me in the leg.  By the time I got off the flight I was in tears.

I dragged myself down to baggage claim holding back tears.  And I even made it to the car and managed to look happy to see the husband.  I probably would have made it all the way home without crying, if we hadn’t been a block from our house before I realized that I left my camera on the plane.  Oh man.  Thank goodness the woman at the Jet Blue was a freaking angel who found my camera, gave us her personal cell phone number, and then met us outside the airport after we drove back.

Adam got dinner during the whole rigmarole and I ate some of his tortilla chips but have no photographs, obviously.  Ever left anything behind at the airport?

We got home around 10 and had to unpack then repack before we headed back to the airport at 3am.  Fun times.  My leg has been getting worse as the days go on so Wednesday I finally sucked up the embarrassment and asked for a wheel chair at the airport.  I am just too slow to make it from gate to gate in time.  Fully humiliated, at least I made it to my flight.

I had a three hour layover in Philly, for which a motorized cart dropped me off at my gate.  Have you ever ridden on one of the airport carts?  There were no healthy breakfast choices close by so I went straight to lunch at 8am.

I ate half of this spicy chicken sandwich,

as well as this side of Waldorf salad.

I also made it to a newstand and had a York Peppermint Patty for dessert.

The husband said I needed to suck it up and go to the ER but as my 2nd flight got more and more delayed that option slipped away.  The flight from Philly to STT was 4hours long (and 2hours late) so by the time we got into the air I was starving again.  I bought a snack box on the plane but was a little disappointed with the unhealthy choices.

I ended up eating the cheese and crackers.

And the mixed nuts.

If you can’t tell by the pictures I played a LOT of Sudoku the last couple of days.  I definitely caught up on sleep as well.  What do you do to pass the time on flights?

I was so happy to see my dad when I got to St. Thomas!  And I was pretty happy about the dark chocolate turtle he handed me as soon as we got in the house.

It was very nice reading magazines on my old bed while my parents cooked up dinner.  And it was a tasty one.

Garlic sautéed asparagus,

homemade cole slaw,

and turkey reubans cooked on the George Foreman.

Mmmn.  I quit eating red meat before I had the chance to try a “real” one, but turkey reubans are kind of my favorite.  I had a tempeh reuban in NYC that was socks rocking and there is a place here that I’m planning on getting one from this week as well.  Like reubans?  Hit up Allison.

After dinner I went in my room to read.  And fell asleep at 8pm.  Yes folks, that is 7pm Buffalo time, out like a light!  It’s just as well because I had to get up around 6 to go to school with my mommy.  My parents don’t have internet so I’ll do all my blogging from here.  I have Anthro work to make up all week/end and I have a doctor’s appointment for my foot at 11am today.

See ya later gators!