Crazy weekends...
What a weekend! Taking the red eye to Harrisburg, then driving to Danville for your mother's 60th anniversary party and having to leave Danville just 28 hours later to return to Harrisburg to catch the flights back is TIRING! It would have been tiring without the huge delays in my return flight last night, but landing at LAX after 12:30 in the morning is a bit amusing. There was no one in the terminal who didn't work there other than the passengers on my flight and yet they were assigned a gate at the very end of the terminal. Wonderful...
Had I known I'd get in so late, I probably would have taken a cab home to at least spare my husband from having to wait. The funniest thing is that initially, it was saying that our flight would be early when he checked online. Then, it said on time, then it just kept getting later and later. Apparently, landing after midnight in LAX adds an extra 25 minutes to your flight time, since the pilot has to fly you out over the ocean for your approach, so they don't wake up everyone in LA. Just what you need when you're already going to be a lot later than scheduled.
Fortunately, the trip was well worth it. My mom, sister, and everyone else there (other than Tricia, who was my accomplice and got me all the info I needed) was shocked to see me. Mom even called again today to thank me for flying out for the party.
I finally got to meet my cousin Amy (and her husband Paul)'s adorable children. It's sad how long it's been since I saw that group of my mom's family. The kids are always the favorites, and even with meeting Kally, Ethan, Nicholas, and PJ, I still haven't met 5 of the other kids in that generation.
We had a great time hanging out with everyone and at the party on Saturday and taking the kids to Knoebels on Sunday. The party was supposed to be at Knoebels, but unfortunately the cabin was very badly damaged in the recent PA floods.
I almost finished the book I'm reading on the trip, but got too tired for reading during part of the last flight and tried to sleep through the flights on the way there. The funny thing about the book I'm reading is that my cousin Amy was telling me (and my sister Lisa) about this really good book she's reading and she had to go get it, since she couldn't remember what it was called. It was Little Earthquakes by Jennifer Weiner. I laughed and told her what I was reading. She's already read Good in Bed and I can see why she really identified with part of what the main character in it went through now that I'm almost done reading it.
I also met a guy across the aisle from me on my first flight yesterday who went to UCI, where I work, and now works at Hershey Medical Center with my cousin's husband (Jeff). I saw Jeff's father when I was at my mom's party, but unfortunately Jeff, Kathy, and the kids couldn't make it (but I hear all the kids did well in their all star games & swim meet). Sometimes it really is a small world.
Hope your day is going well. I'm counting down to after working out with my trainer when I can shower and just relax.
Labels: books, life, party, reading
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