The FOX River, Separates GreenBay's East and West Sides
I made it through the plane ride without humiliating our family name and although I'll never love to fly, I'm pretty sure I'll be able to look at life without the limitations of refusing to fly.
It was hard leaving Julee, Andy, Teresa, Jacqueline and Emilee yesterday and being "relaxed" with tranquilizers helped me NOT cry all the way to the airport as much as helping me actually get on the plane.
Nothing ever has looked as good to me as seeing Paul waiting for me at the check point. I tried to run, remembered I can't run anymore, and walked to him as fast as I could. In 30 years this was the longest we've ever been apart. It is wonderful to be next to him again.
Sabby is happy to have Gran home again. I can't remember if I've talked about it here on my blog but while I was gone, Pappys walked her around the corner to school. He informed me one day last week that she made him change his pants to something less casual before taking her to school one day. It's rough having GrandParents, who long ago fell off the fashion train and even got run over it in the process, walk you to school when in first grade... Sabby seems to handle it well though. She's even told me a time or two that it is ok for me to wait across the street and watch her walk across... Usually on days I throw something grungy on to wear. This from a kid who has to be reminded TWICE everyday to brush her teeth!
I brought a little bit of WI back with me (along with my new Packer foam finger), since it was cool enough to open windows this morning and enjoy the cool fresh air coming in the window.
Low 90's, It must be fall!
It's good to be home and over the next few days, I'll be posting pictures of my trip. I've spent 6 hours editing this morning and still have at least 4 more hours so I'm quitting now.
Thanks for taking the time to read my blog today.