The Anecdotal Life Part. 130.
Christmas 2013
Sunday Dec. 22: So proud of myself. Just presents to wrap, one village to move, and a last minute trip to Target.
Sunday evening 6:pm. Son called, "Are you all packed yet?" Me, "Nope, I'll get to it tomorrow." "ahhh, we are leaving tomorrow...remember? I added a day."
WHAT!!!
Sunday evening 11:p.m. Fell into bed, packed to go. Calls made to cat sitter, neighbors, whoever.
Monday Dec. 23 Up at 5 a.m. Drove to BWI, on Southwest to Portland , Maine, slipped right by the ice storm, no water on plane though, so no coffee or tea. Ordered a drink and due to the water glitch , I got it free.
Hmm. Southwest aint what it used to be.
Arrived at a lovely Inn, had incredible lobster risotto, and sat listening to an impromptu get-to-gether of a music group from the area singing just their favorites around the fire. "Deja vu" White Christmas in Vermont and it was perfect. I fell into bed so happy ..... sans cats, sans litter boxes, sans endless dusting and sweeping. Thanks to my son who helped me acquire a housekeeper right before the holiday. Do you know what it feels like to have the whole house clean for once before a holiday?
Tuesday Dec. 24 Things still falling our way. Super tour of Portland given to us by my son-in-law since it was his home town in the first place. Ice had only encrusted the treetops so the whole area glistened as the sun broke through. Evening went beautifully as well. Shared Christmas eve with son-in-law's gracious, generous and down to earth family. ENORMOUS buffet dinner spread across the kitchen from end to end. Ahhh, yes, with bear meat. Well I watched the bear hunter who was also a diver, intrepid fisherman, and boat captain. I'm not crazy... I watched very closely. He ate one small bite and shoved the rest aside---quite a bit at that. Well, you know who skipped that! Now the chocolate pie, that was a "whole nother" matter. Hmmm. yummy.
Wednesday December 25th. 10: a.m. Loaded on to a plane to go home to our Christmas. Engines start. Engines stop. All of us ordered off the plane tout suite. Waited for repairs to be done...Can't be done. Told to go get luggage and a hotel. No other plane possible. Something about after burners? or afterlife? or back burners?. Never did get all that.
All three of us on scramble with cell phones, for cat sitters, neighbors, hotels, new reservations, and only two out of three pieces of luggage.
December 25th 5:p.m. Electronic piano in airport lobby still playing "I'll be Home for Christmas" by then at least 800 times. Tried to pay a nearby six-year-old to pull the plug. No good. Plug in too tight. Decide to leave for another Inn, sans one piece of luggage containing new clothes and all our unopened presents.
December 26th 1:00p.m. Successful flight home where I pulled out Christmas breakfast and we opened presents that had arrived from relatives prior to the trip. Cut the carols off on radio and sat in the peace-filled quiet with the cats barreling around us.
December 27th. Off to bank to cancel Southwest credit card, check with Bank of America for any crazy purchases due to Target fiasco, and change my pin.
December 28th. Luggage was found under another name in Baltimore and sent back to Portland, Maine...... I think about Christmas eve and say "Well, we at least had Portland and that was pretty special.
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ONE AND ALL. 2013 was something of a stinker.
Copyright: December 30, 2013.
Sunday Dec. 22: So proud of myself. Just presents to wrap, one village to move, and a last minute trip to Target.
Sunday evening 6:pm. Son called, "Are you all packed yet?" Me, "Nope, I'll get to it tomorrow." "ahhh, we are leaving tomorrow...remember? I added a day."
WHAT!!!
Sunday evening 11:p.m. Fell into bed, packed to go. Calls made to cat sitter, neighbors, whoever.
Monday Dec. 23 Up at 5 a.m. Drove to BWI, on Southwest to Portland , Maine, slipped right by the ice storm, no water on plane though, so no coffee or tea. Ordered a drink and due to the water glitch , I got it free.
Hmm. Southwest aint what it used to be.
Arrived at a lovely Inn, had incredible lobster risotto, and sat listening to an impromptu get-to-gether of a music group from the area singing just their favorites around the fire. "Deja vu" White Christmas in Vermont and it was perfect. I fell into bed so happy ..... sans cats, sans litter boxes, sans endless dusting and sweeping. Thanks to my son who helped me acquire a housekeeper right before the holiday. Do you know what it feels like to have the whole house clean for once before a holiday?
Tuesday Dec. 24 Things still falling our way. Super tour of Portland given to us by my son-in-law since it was his home town in the first place. Ice had only encrusted the treetops so the whole area glistened as the sun broke through. Evening went beautifully as well. Shared Christmas eve with son-in-law's gracious, generous and down to earth family. ENORMOUS buffet dinner spread across the kitchen from end to end. Ahhh, yes, with bear meat. Well I watched the bear hunter who was also a diver, intrepid fisherman, and boat captain. I'm not crazy... I watched very closely. He ate one small bite and shoved the rest aside---quite a bit at that. Well, you know who skipped that! Now the chocolate pie, that was a "whole nother" matter. Hmmm. yummy.
Wednesday December 25th. 10: a.m. Loaded on to a plane to go home to our Christmas. Engines start. Engines stop. All of us ordered off the plane tout suite. Waited for repairs to be done...Can't be done. Told to go get luggage and a hotel. No other plane possible. Something about after burners? or afterlife? or back burners?. Never did get all that.
All three of us on scramble with cell phones, for cat sitters, neighbors, hotels, new reservations, and only two out of three pieces of luggage.
December 25th 5:p.m. Electronic piano in airport lobby still playing "I'll be Home for Christmas" by then at least 800 times. Tried to pay a nearby six-year-old to pull the plug. No good. Plug in too tight. Decide to leave for another Inn, sans one piece of luggage containing new clothes and all our unopened presents.
December 26th 1:00p.m. Successful flight home where I pulled out Christmas breakfast and we opened presents that had arrived from relatives prior to the trip. Cut the carols off on radio and sat in the peace-filled quiet with the cats barreling around us.
December 27th. Off to bank to cancel Southwest credit card, check with Bank of America for any crazy purchases due to Target fiasco, and change my pin.
December 28th. Luggage was found under another name in Baltimore and sent back to Portland, Maine...... I think about Christmas eve and say "Well, we at least had Portland and that was pretty special.
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ONE AND ALL. 2013 was something of a stinker.
Copyright: December 30, 2013.
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