Busy Week Ahead
This is the week before we jet off to London, and it is a busy one indeed. Monday is our son's birthday and while we won't spend it with him, we will talk to him and wish him well. I'll spend the day reminiscing about when he was born and all the years since. I tend to do that as each year passes. While I remain youthful, those children of mine tend to age. What's with that, anyhow?
Tuesday, I go to see the best hairdresser ever. She will cut my hair and we will chat. I always look forward to my visits with her. Wednesday we are having guests for dinner. Thursday is planned to the minute, filled with work, both in getting ready to travel, and preparing the house for our absence. We'll spend the entire day packing, doing laundry, and checking our vast network of spreadsheets and lists, so we don't forget anything.
Last week, we decided to leave our cat home, instead of having him board with Fiona for two weeks. Stormee is an old fart, there is no other way to describe him. He's nearly 15 years old and he does prefer to be left alone, save for evenings on Clint's lap. Once the recliner chair goes back, that is Storm's clarion call to join Daddy.
Thing is, Fiona never leaves the poor guy alone. She spends an inordinate amount of time with her nose stuck in places best left unexplored. Stormee takes offense, then he whines (his version of growling,) which only encourages Fiona to wash, rinse, and repeat. He'll have a tower of food and water, two litter boxes, and the peace the old dude craves. He will thank us in the end.
On Friday morning, at 10, our oldest daughter will arrive to whisk us away to the airport. After a four and a half hour layover in Dallas, we will board British Airways for our flight to Heathrow, where we will arrive at about 9:30 am Saturday morning, or as we like to say, 3:30 am our time, which is central.
I haven't stopped thinking about how successful I will be sleeping upright, but I will make a valiant effort. I have too, because the schedule says we hit the ground running upon arrival.
We will tour and then we're meeting Aleks Voinov for dinner in Chinatown. Happy to be able to spend a part of his birthday with him.
I will post pictures everyday, so anyone who would like, can follow along.
The week will undoubtedly flash by, but as you can see from this photo, we are ready to go!
Tuesday, I go to see the best hairdresser ever. She will cut my hair and we will chat. I always look forward to my visits with her. Wednesday we are having guests for dinner. Thursday is planned to the minute, filled with work, both in getting ready to travel, and preparing the house for our absence. We'll spend the entire day packing, doing laundry, and checking our vast network of spreadsheets and lists, so we don't forget anything.
Last week, we decided to leave our cat home, instead of having him board with Fiona for two weeks. Stormee is an old fart, there is no other way to describe him. He's nearly 15 years old and he does prefer to be left alone, save for evenings on Clint's lap. Once the recliner chair goes back, that is Storm's clarion call to join Daddy.
Thing is, Fiona never leaves the poor guy alone. She spends an inordinate amount of time with her nose stuck in places best left unexplored. Stormee takes offense, then he whines (his version of growling,) which only encourages Fiona to wash, rinse, and repeat. He'll have a tower of food and water, two litter boxes, and the peace the old dude craves. He will thank us in the end.
On Friday morning, at 10, our oldest daughter will arrive to whisk us away to the airport. After a four and a half hour layover in Dallas, we will board British Airways for our flight to Heathrow, where we will arrive at about 9:30 am Saturday morning, or as we like to say, 3:30 am our time, which is central.
I haven't stopped thinking about how successful I will be sleeping upright, but I will make a valiant effort. I have too, because the schedule says we hit the ground running upon arrival.
We will tour and then we're meeting Aleks Voinov for dinner in Chinatown. Happy to be able to spend a part of his birthday with him.
I will post pictures everyday, so anyone who would like, can follow along.
The week will undoubtedly flash by, but as you can see from this photo, we are ready to go!
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Have fun, Brita. But you need to come to our Aussie meet. That would be fabulous.