Jiggedy Jig.

We were rudely awakened last night when the smoke detectors went off at 330am in our hotel room. It was the fourth night in a row that the eardrum-searing alarms went off. We got up and left for the airport.

The TSA lines snaked forever. I got selected for more searching, but I came out clean. How weird is this? We had a water bottle in our bag with the pretzels we forgot about! And I had a 4-oz bottle of moisturizer in my carry on. It all got thru. Seems to neutralize the strenuous effort TSA makes in Philly.

Both Sophie and I has miserable rides home. Her war hurt her and I have a UTI, which is HELL HELL HELL when you’re on a plane and feel very conspicuous about the frequent bathroom trips I had to make. I blame having to queue up for bathroom facilities during our excursions. Almost makes you think dehydration isn’t so bad!

Like I said: mini blog post. Time for bed.

Love, me.


By lavagal

Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer survivor. English Language Arts teacher, English Learners Coordinator, and Paraprofessional Tutor. Super sub teacher. Dormant triathlete. Road cyclist and Masters swimmer. Gardener. Mrs. Fixit. Random dancer. Music Curator. A teenager trapped in an aging body. Did you know 60 is the new 40? It is.

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