“The most important thing in the world is family and love.” ~ John Wooden
Delays and Anxiety
Last week I headed home and as you read here, travel was a nightmare, but Delta legit wooed me, letting me wait in the Sky Lounge, security was a breeze, and of course PEET’S! (Seriously they need to change their name and add an exclamation mark, what do you think Mack?) I got much needed work done, AND then disaster struck.
I am a pretty good flier. I don’t let a lot bother me, turbulence happens and while their was that time I grabbed a hot movie producer’s arm (that did result in a date, ahem) because turbulence was pretty bad, my freak-outs have been few and far between. (actually I wish their were more, because seriously BEST pick up move ever, but I digress.)
It helps I fly JetBlue, and their smallest plane is like a jet-liner for other airlines, so claustrophobia and feeling every bump is none existent. Alas Delta is not like that and uses connector prop planes which don’t even have space for most carry on luggage.
I knew that. I did, and I was anxious enough, but I had put on my big girl pants, had a glass of wine (five o’clock somewhere) and told myself I would be fine. They were beginning to board us, when they announced their was a problem. I was thinking it was weather related due to the on existent Nor’Easter. Instead it was mechanical issues, which the gate agent, bless her heart, went into extensive detail about. As another passenger said, ignorance is bliss in this situation, and I agreed wholeheartedly.
Cue freak-outs. Over an hour they tried to fix the plane, and for an hour I was attempting to sum up work courage to not say multiple expletives and get on a new flight. Legit I was having a panic attack in a terminal full of other people, which while I am very vocal about my emotions on here, I am incredibly private in front of others.
Thank the flight gods, they decided to get us a new plane, but the whole time I was shaking and just officially over traveling. Seeing my Madre at the end of the escalator was the sweetest sight! Mothers do make everything better!
“Auntie Kate What Are YOU Doing Here?”
My nephews had no idea I was coming home. My SiL works Thursday mornings and my Mom usually watches them and I was going to surprise them. I had gotten up early to go for a run, and was waiting for them to come.
Piper was the first to see me, and the Lil Miss who wasn’t sure what to think of me the last few visits, got a great big smile on her face and came and gave me a huge hug. My heart became a puddle! She did not leave my side the whole visit!
Both Jackson and Carter looked at me in surprise, and exclaimed, “Auntie Kate what are YOU doing here?” Ahhh these kiddos kill me. Once they got over their surprise and realized I was spending a few days with them, we got down to the real serious stuff….Playing train legos.
While I am over the snow, I can not deny it isn’t fun with kiddos. Despite my Mom’s insistence that they did have green grass before the Nor’Easter hit, (Don’t believe it!) my parents back yard had huge snow banks, so I took Carter and Jackson out to have some snowy fun.
We slid down the makeshift snowbanks, had a snowball fight, and I even threw them into the snowbanks. These Lil Dudes are so stuff, and kept begging me to throw them and were giggling like crazy. I finally had to cry auntie as my arms were about to fall off. Then it was there turn to
push throw me into the snowbanks.
While Jackson and Piper snoozed, Carter and I went for a Starbucks date. This kid, legit kills me. I can not handle him. He was so proud to show his Auntie “His” Starbucks (I only grew up here.) and we had some one on one time. He is such a smart, intuitive kid and I am in awe of the little man he is growing up to be.
We of course had to take some pictures.
At only five (well he was four and 363 Days at the time) he takes amazing pictures, and is so serious about it. It kills me!
It was such an amazing day to spend with my littles, and it was a great way to kick off my time home.
How is your week going?