Happy Birthday to my dear, sweet friend! I hope you’ll have a lovely day, and get loads more Twitter followers.
(She’s number 2 in her area, you know)
Big hugs and loads of good wishes!
Happy Birthday to my dear, sweet friend! I hope you’ll have a lovely day, and get loads more Twitter followers.
(She’s number 2 in her area, you know)
Big hugs and loads of good wishes!
1. Which movie/television show best describes your life and why?
“The Lake House”, only distance and not time.
2. A former friend that badly hurt you in past, now calls you up and asks for your help with a serious matter, one of life or death. Do you help them?
Of course. I don’t hold a grudge.
3. Vacation – Paris or New York City?
Paris, then New York City. I want to see the world. What can I say?
4. What is your favorite curse word?
If I use one, it’s usually “fu*k”, but I use it sparingly, and usually when my computer is being annoying. I don’t have anything at all against cursing. I just don’t do it often myself.. unless I’m really ticked off.
5. If there is one moment in your life that changed your outlook on the world forever, what would it be?
I would say “meeting Ian”, because I can see the world through more positive eyes and understand both sides of just about any issue. Also, the artistic side of me reappeared, and suddenly, I can draw walnuts and hang out in the art museum for 3 hours at a time.
It was an AMAZING holiday. Ian arrived in Omaha on Christmas Eve (this was the short trip for him, in the end!). The arrivals board said the plane was on time, yet no plane. After 1/2 hour, I was getting a little worried curious about where the plane was. I was less concerned when I googled the flight from my phone and saw the flight was running a little late.
The flight arrived. People from it started trickling into the terminal. I watched as some greeters ran hysterically up to the people they were meeting, and thought about what Ian said before: “The arrivals lounge is the happiest place in the world.”
I spotted Ian approaching the exit from the terminal into the arrivals lounge. I’m not sure what happened after that… one minute he was not here and the next, we were hugging each other.
After finding his luggage and the car, we headed off to… Taco Bell (one of the few restaurants open on Christmas Eve). He has decided he likes chalupas.
Other things:
We spent 5 HOURS at the zoo. Ian speaks to animals. They talk back to him. It was fun to watch his reaction to the zoo. It was so much fun, and we were terribly exhausted by the end of the day.I wouldn’t have traded this week for anything in the world. It was perfect. It went entirely too quickly.
We took Ian to the airport today, against our better judgement, to deliver him to the airplane which will fly him back to the UK. After enjoying a coffee (ok, and crying and laughing through the coffee), we said “see you soon” at the security gate, and he was off to be scanned.
I watched him walk away, as he turned a few times to wave. I watched him take off his shoes and go through the scanner a few times, and then disappear into the terminal. Wiping my tears away, I was about to leave, when the guard at the desk said, “You can get a ticket to go with him if you want.”
“What?”, I said
Guard: “You can go to the airline counter and get a security ticket so you can wait with him.”
Me: “I can? Thank you!”
And off we ran down to the counter, waited patiently for the people in front of us to check their luggage, and then got our security ticket. Then we ran back upstairs, went through security, didn’t bother to put our shoes on, and walked up behind Ian, who was pacing through the terminal.
We were all so excited to have the extra 45 minutes or so together. It definitely made our day.
Walking away is definitely the hardest thing we have to do at the airport. But the time we have together beforehand, and after we’re able to arrange another flight, is definitely worth it.
Happy New Year!
Every now and then, my mind wanders back to that moment when I was sitting on the plane, looking out the window, realising that I’m about to land in England to meet my boyfriend at the airport.
The thoughts flying through my head:
This is what happy is.
I recorded every second of my visit to England in my head.. meeting Ian, meeting Gem and Fletch, meeting family, adjusting to different ways of saying things, walks through the park and the market.. but mostly just relaxing and feeling at home.
I’ll be back.
Not a big deal in the UK, I’ve heard, but big enough here. TLK is going to be dressed up as a cat, which is a good alternative to her first pick.
My office (the brand new one) is having a pet parade tomorrow. I am not taking my dogs, but I’ll be taking my camera to photograph the ones who do show up. Last year, there was a cat, which I spent a lot of my time with.
The weather might be decent for us. There is nothing too glamourous about Halloween in the freezing cold.
Have fun!
