Well, El Bloggerio is finally up and running again, and can be accessed from my Mac. Thank God! I thought I was going to have to post thru Parallels the rest of my life.
It’s raining here, something it never does. And I like it...well, until the dogs have to come in and their honking feet are covered with mud. They are so smart - do you think I could teach them to wipe their feet on the outside rug, and then again on the inside rug, just to make sure?
All my guys are in different places tonight. Younger Son went back to Levelland to college yesterday from Lake LBJ. He gets the "I was Zero trouble to Janie this week" Award.
Elder Son finally caught his flight tonight (yes, the same one he was supposed to catchy yesterday evening) after playing and singing for another wedding in Seguin on Saturday...and then, I guess, partying so hard he missed his flight. How do I know he missed his flight? He called me and wanted to know how to fix it so he could get home. I said, "Just call Southwest and see if they'll reissue it." He said, "What do I tell them? Should I just shoot the sh*t with them and see what happens?" I said, "Just call them, I don't know."
I don’t even want to know what happened. About why he was late, or what he said to Southwest.
And now, ThatManILove is stuck in the Dallas Love airport. He had a meeting in Dallas today, flew up this morning, and was already supposed to be home. But his flight was delayed. And I cannot reach him on his cell, which means (1) he’s on the plane and heading home, or (2) he forgot his phone charger.
Any bets on which one it is?
