Flying

Flying sucks. (sorry if you're slysdexic. "flying sucks" looks sketchy from your brain)

Especially when there's a blizzard warning, and you're at the airport a million hours early like a good passenger, and then the stewards are late so you miss the chance to leave, and then the actual blizzard hits and you're stuck for another 3 hours so you're at the airport for literally 8 hours before you actually leave.

Flip, Elder.

Just kidding, it was adventure yesterday!

Me and Katie did some serious reading and awesome staring at the floor contests.

We finally left our beautiful blizzard at 9:40 P.M. (flight was scheduled to leave at 5:00) and got in at 1:30 A.M. (3:30 A.M. NY Time).

Blah blah blah. so many times.

Anyway. We're here now. And I will see my dear Nana. And all will be well.

P.S. It smells really good here. Like an altered home.