I left Albuquerque for home on Tuesday. Early flight out with a layover at Dallas
Love, to Hobby and home. I’m always sad
when I leave – miss my child and grandchildren before I’m on the plane. But, I’m also always glad to be home, with my
own ‘stuff’ and bed.
In general, I don’t mind travel. Did enough during the business years that
it’s just something you have to accept and deal. But, things have improved in many places with
computerized kiosks. Actually makes it
easy and fast to check any suitcase. I
always check my suitcase. First of all,
I usually have a too big bag and secondly, I’m not tall enough to get it into/out
of the overhead storage area.
Of course, I didn’t get a PreTSA boarding pass. First stop, of course, is where they check
your boarding pass and ID. The guard
looked at my driver’s license, looked at me, looked at the DL, looked at me,
looked at the DL, looked at me. OK, ok,
that picture was taken nine years ago shortly after my husband died and in the
realm of bad pictures, it is terrible.
Just wait until I start using my passport – that picture was taken 20
years ago!
Security is just about the only Disneyland line left at
airports. Lord you just about have unpack
any carry-on just to get through. Since
I’m not yet old enough to qualify for the no shoe removal, those came off too. Ugh.
So, with the injury to my foot, I tend to limp and favor the left one
some when walking barefoot. This seemed
to upset the TSA guards (sentries, bouncers, watchers) and I was motioned to
stand aside. A little tubby woman told
me she was going to pat down my left knee to ankle. Was it sore?
Yes, replied I, it is. Oh – well could she pat it down. Whatever. Honestly – I’m a little short 71 year old
lady wearing jeans and a tee shirt. I
went through the “feet spread apart, hands over my head” xray machine. I do not understand what they thought they’d
find in a pat down. (whine, whine,
whine)
The flights were uneventful and I got good seats both
legs. My sister met me and we came to
big W. Stopped at her house to pick up
the kitties and . . . that’s a whole
other story.
I was fearful I would have a rainforest in the back yard. And, . . . . I did/do. However, when I tried to go out the back
door, this lil’ lady was blocking the way.
And, she is as big as a half dollar!
I had to sweep her down and outside.
Then, what to my wondering eyes should appear . . . . Grass
up over my ankles, all my herbs tall as an elephants eye, every shrub tripled in size, the wisteria grabbing
everything close, weeds EVERYWHERE!
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| You can hardly see my little cowboy guy! |
And, it’s hot. Hot
and humid. Very humid. Like 90% at 7am, humid. And HOT!
Ahhhh – good to be home.
31 May 2019
And we know what you will do when you get up tomorrow!
ReplyDeleteYes - tomorrow and the next day and the next and . . .
DeleteI'm too short for those overhead bins too. One time I got pulled aside for my underwire bra. Another time I forgot I was wearing socks with zippers (they had a little pocket to put your key in when you go running - hahahaha!).
ReplyDeleteI love your glorious jungle. I know you will want to tame it, but still...
Actually, I just need to get the weeds out - most are as tall as the oregano. Everything else can just jungle away until the fall.
DeleteI think TSA is really over doing it. What should be done is keep the white supremacists off the flights and also the drunks. Looks like you have a ton of yard work this weekend. I looked and the weather is supposed to be nice and sunny but hot and humid, so take it easy and don't do too much after 10am. I hope you didn't kill the little lady. She's a golden orb weaver. You can tell by the web stitching in the center of her web. They love to catch wasps. So just whisk her gently to the side somewhere where she can build her web and help keep wasps away. Great to have you back.
ReplyDeleteI try to never kill spiders. This one I lifted up with the broom and put her on a shrub outside. So far, I haven't been able to convince myself to get out early enough to get anything done. Next week.
ReplyDeleteWhen we travel to England, I am always called aside and get patted down. We average American women must look so dangerous! (And I say average because I read that the average American woman is 5'4", exactly my height, his average am I?) Hot here in Georgia too, went to garden party last weekend, temp reading said 110 degrees, the thermometer was in the afternoon sun!
ReplyDeleteYou must be right - dangerous looking. I usually wear a small gold watch when I travel. Inevitably, one of the TSA people will circle my wrist over the tight fitting watch and give it a light squeeze. ???????
DeleteHow average am I...never see if something autocorrect until I hit publish!
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