I am home. I am exhausted.
Our flight from Allentown got pushed back an hour, which meant we had to rebook all the flights home for today, because the delay meant we would have arrived at Detroit 10 minutes after the last flight from Detroit to KCI left, and that was the last connecting flight that would have gotten us to KC in less than 12 hours.
So I had to stay another night. It was ok, but...DRAMA LLAMA. Our household styles and personalities are so different. Everything rubbed along well, but she thrives on chaos and they bicker and argue so much over little things, it really made me uncomfortable. They undeniably love M, but...just diametrically different. But it was ok.
M called me his mom for the first time. Um. Allergies.
And now I am SO behind and we leave for Iowa tomorrow morning, and I am SO going to sleep early tonight; the insomnia monster bit me hard last night,despite meds, mostly because of travel worries. I got about 3 1/2 hours of sleep and got up at 4:45 to make the flight.
Oh! M and I got through the first 2 1/2 chapters of the first Skulduggery Pleasant book, and he is digging it so far. Woo and hoo.
Ok. Brane is dead now. Fall down, go boom.
M and I got through the first 2 1/2 chapters of the first Skulduggery Pleasant book
Yay! I just started it as well!
Last minute shopping. All day. Five stores. Exhausted. Still have to wrap it all. And get it in the car. My own fault for procrastinating. I want to nap.
Sherlock Holmes is an excellent good time. Not that anyone should doubt that.
So I met the brother's Olympic gold-medalist girlfriend. She seems cool. She's invited us to her Christmas Eve gathering and she and her kids will be at our house for Christmas. It's all very new and exciting.
Operation String Christmas Lights was a qualified success. I'll never be as happy with them as when I had the 18' twisted garland of warm white lights with white wire that I could hang around my living room windows in previous apartments, but two linked sets of 150 curtain lights wrap most of the way around my big central window (coming down to knee level, which would have been the windowsill in the other places) and the green wire isn't too distracting when they're all lit up: [link]
I feel all Christmukkah-y now.
ETA: clearer photograph
Oh! I also heard some CRAZY FAMILY DRAMA, which was good times. Obviously, bad times for the people involved, but I love a good gossip. My Very Religious Cousin apparently brought her boyfriend with when she travelled across the country (to where she's from) for surgery, leaving her husband and kids at home. !!!
So I met the brother's Olympic gold-medalist girlfriend.
Dude!! What sport? Or at least, winter or summer, team or individual?
My Very Religious Cousin apparently brought her boyfriend with when she travelled across the country (to where she's from) for surgery, leaving her husband and kids at home
Um, whoah. Is this a "I'm leaving my husband" or is this a "we are not-so-secretly-anymore poly"?
Is this a "I'm leaving my husband" or is this a "we are not-so-secretly-anymore poly"?
Apparently neither? But totally unclear! I mean, she was sneaking around on the husband, apparently. But now everyone (including him) knows? I don't even know.
One regular husband, one travel-sized?
