Here!
Snow boots on, snow boots off, mitten lost, mitten found, icy drive, snow falls, snow blows, too much coffee, have to pee, crammed between two car seats, fussy kids, one sleeps, one screams, look more snow, ticket line, customs fine, loose 9lbs or pay a fee, from luggage not from me, now seriously I really have to pee, feeling better, loose the sweater, another cup of black joe and finally bye-bye Toronto. Walking terminal is great as gates read off Newark and LGA. Feel elite, how sweet to be bound for sunny LA. Airplane seat, kid on lap, hard to nap, hurts the back, son covered in sugar snacks, oh a movie, diet coke, six more hours, no joke, kids go to sleep, kids wake up, kids color, get me off this mother…oh we’re here, yeah yeah LA! What a relief and just in time for New Year’s Eve.
Two men behind me on the plane relay to each other their New Year’s game. They yap their traps about double D’s and can’t wait to go out to party. Dogs. I turn to check the breed, hmmmm rather small perhaps miniature trouser. Or reverse those two, either way, they are very excited about LA. One suggests they start with a priestly visit just to get it out of the way. “Ha!” I laugh, oops out loud. I cough, “Oh sorry, just need some air.”
Air, oh air, what lovely air. Palm trees sway here and there goes our parking bus. Once in car we happily haul ourselves a little farther to fabulous Santa Barbara.
Happy New Year!
It looks like you guys are in a one-horse open sleigh. Eh?
maggiebahnson said this on January 2, 2009 at 3:04 am |
Two horses actually. One named Major and the other Princess Diana.
drea said this on January 2, 2009 at 4:02 am |