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May 17 2007

They’re waiting at home

Okay, so I was right. I get to the airport, and there’s 10 people in front of me on the standby list, so there ain’t no way I’m getting on that puddle jumper. At least American Airlines came through with a last minute upgrade for me. Yea, American!

Waiting at home for me are Mr. Hot, Shortman, Poopy the Puppy and Fric and Frac, the kittens. The kittens were rescued in January from a shelter. Poopy the puppy was a Humane Society dog. If you can, please, please, provide a home for a new cuddly companion. Pet Finder is a wonderful source, and if you’re in Michigan, “Meet your Best Friend at the Zoo” is a twice/year adoption event at the Detroit Zoo. The May event is past, but you may want to consider a new furball for Fall.

The fur-clan:

Mr. Hot is my hero. For the past 11 years, he’s done what I could never do - stay at home. After going through a reorganization himself, he retired when Shortman was in kindergarten. Shortman is now a sophomore in High School and I’m a spoiled wife who cannot work the washing machine and can only cook dinner under extreme duress. I’m sure there’s times he’d rather I have a more conventional career, but he’s always supported everything I’ve done. “Honey, I have to go to India for two weeks” - sure. “They want me to go to Amsterdam next week” - go ahead. I got a winner, and he needs to know it.

Shortman is 15 and has been through Driver’s Ed and has his Learner’s permit. (And does anyone wonder why I have gray hair?). He plays baseball - and when they’re 15, it’s pitching, not tees. And stealing. And the real thing. I’m “the Pitcher’s mom”. I die a little every time he steps up to the mound…not because he can’t do it, but because he can. The spotlight is there, the team is depending on him, and somehow, someway, he knows what to do.

—- I can’t wait to get home to them. The gamble of a standby flight, even if it means sitting here for an extra 4 hours, would have been worth it, but instead it means really crappy airport food. —-

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May 17 2007

Misc. Stuff

Published by Ree under random thoughts

They’re restructuring the 19th floor - where my office in Chicago is. Which means that before I leave to catch my flight home, I must pack up this office into 6 boxes (!) between attending 4 different meetings, having lunch with a contact who I hope will be able to find me a new job after Buyer #10 tells me they don’t want me, and making sure I’m in a cab by 3 pm to head out to O’Hare. What fun.

It’s supposed to frost in Ann Arbor tonight. I planted 80 freakin’ petunias on Mother’s Day. Why don’t I learn that planting before Memorial Day in Zone 5 is just another form of gambling? Mr. Hot says it’s 50 degrees and spitting rain right now.

…Packing and lunch break…..

Shit! What happened to tape that used to be able to hold up a hem? Corporate procurement cost cutting means that I can no longer repair a hem with the quick placement of a little piece of tape. No….now I have to pack my own double-sided, extra sticky tape for these emergencies.

So, is it better to leave for the airport @ 3 and hope to get on the puddle jumper that is completely booked already (but hey, someone might not show up and I can go standby) - which means I risk sitting around for nearly 4 hours or just work a bit longer and get in the cab in Chicago rush hour - and likely get carsick - and make it to the airport for the ticketed 7:25 flight?

8 boxes…..damn

But, if I leave @ 3 and get to the airport and can’t get on the puddle jumper, I can have a glass of wine or two. Since I didn’t get my upgrade today. WTF? - I’m a Platinum frequent flyer.