Hello peoples!! Sorry I haven't been updating much but my life is getting a bit nuts w/ my upcoming trip to the Cape next week. There has been a lot going on for me here in Washington, and I am really looking forward to getting out of town for a few days!!!
My mom has been having a lot of health problems, mostly related to her back, hip and legs. She fell the other day and apparently tore a hamstring. So for the most part, this trip will be much more low key and less go-go-go like my past trips to visit, when we go to Hyannis, Chatham or just buzz around Sandwich. I was hoping to get to see some friends on this trip but that may not happen as I will be hanging out at mom's, although I will get to see one very special friend in particular, and I am very much looking forward to that.
Tonight I have to pack up the box of my stuff that I ship ahead of my trip, so that I don't have to check a suitcase. That way I can bring my light carry-on bag onto the plane. I also ship my stuff back to Washington a day or so b/f I fly back so that the box is waiting for me when I get there, or arrives the next day. One year I had gone beachcombing and had picked up some really cool rocks. When I brought the box of my stuff to the PO to ship back, the clerk, Paula, who has known me and my family for years, lifted it to put on the scale and she said, "My god Joanne! What have you got in here? Rocks?" I said, "Um....well....as a matter of fact, yes. I went beachcombing at Sandy Neck." She looked at me over the top of her glasses and said, "They don't have rocks in Washington?"
I'm flying first class both ways. I'm not going to tough it out with the plebes in coach on a long trip like this. I hate flying as it is w/o the misery that is coach. I still haven't decided if I am going to opt for the incredibly invasive body scanner or the incredibly invasive
molestation pat down, courtesy of the TSA. To be honest, I've had a lot of other things on my mind, than the draconian security procedures into which we are now forced in this post-9/11 world, so I haven't quite made up my mind as yet into which line I should succumb. My boss said that the pat down isn't that bad and he is concerned about what we are being blasted with in the scanner. Still, as a very prudish shy person, neither option makes my socks go up and down.
I leave on March 24th and come back on March 31st. After that, some major changes are coming in my life. Talk to you all when I get back!!!!