Saturday, January 23, 2010

Happy Holidays you had, yes?

I hope so, perhaps...

presenting presents, fireplace frolicking, Snuggler snuggling or nog noshing?

Good on ya! And a belated happy holidays!

Me...? A little less traditional. Let's recap while making a short story long.

The plan: picking up my big brother (aka MBB) and his fiance, Super Sister-in-Law (SSIL) at DFW. Arrival time 11:35pm on Christmas Eve. Then bring them back to the family holiday celebration. No problem, says I.

Mother Nature had other plans.

December 24=blizzard. Read all about the mess I got myself into here. I left at 6:00 pm for a routine three hour drive to the airport. Eighteen and a half hours later I had traveled a distance that usually takes me fifty minutes. 18-freaking-hours and 30-freaking-minutes!

And I foolishly didn't bring a book (or two), nor did I have my mp3 I listened to pre-programmed Christmas music...for 18.5 hours. I NEVER want to hear another Christmas carol. N-E-V-E-R!

And then another three hours of icy-road driving to the airport. Luckily I had a pile of lovingly made ham sandwiches, a jar of Dijon, a gallon of spring water and a full tank of petrol.

Thanks MBB and SSIL for spending the night, and most of Christmas Day in the terminal.

Another four and a half hours and we finally were back for the holiday celebration, albeit a day late.

So take this as fair warning - next year I'm skipping Christmas. BAH-HUM-BUG!


  1. You are in sooo much trouble for this!!! I live 10 minutes from the airport. I would have been happy to pick up MBB and SSIL until you could get there. We are probably not as interesting as the peeps at the airport, but we could have found a way to pass the time.

  2. Awwww, Cuz...I can't believe no one thought to call you. Shame on me.