...the pilots finally showed up.
Have been home since late Saturday night. Meant to blog, then life got in the way. That's been a recurring theme over the last two weeks.
My mini vacay in CA was mega fun, even tho I had a bad flu/cold for most of it. Flying while sick and on drugs...oops, sorry...medications...was interesting. But I made my gate changes in time and once in San Diego had a wonderful time.
Sunny skies, green grass, tons of flowers blooming all over the place...oh Denver, you need Spring to arrive in the worst way.
There was also this...
...the Pacific Ocean, in all its glorious wetness...taken near San Onofre where we used to boogie board when we were in high school. (Trust me, the PO is there...you just can't see it as well as I thought I could see it when I took this picture. But it's there.)
My buddy Aree and I made time for a two day visit to see my parents, my sister Kelly, my brother Brian and his 3 boys as well. Knowing that I would see my family again within a week made saying goodbye last week so much easier. Not so easy this week, of course, but what can ya do? (No, not move back to CA. Wrong answer. Nice try, tho).
Say hi to Jeffy, Matt and Tom.
Drove back to San Diego Friday afternoon and even tho we were scheduled to hit a bachelorette party pub crawl, we passed out instead and napped and stayed in to watch DVD's and eat pizza. And salad and beer buddies.
And then? Slept in until close to noon the next day. One of the most important ingrediants of a good vacay...major snooze time.
That's Aree pointing out the Ronald Reagan to me...the aircraft carrier, not the dead President. We stopped for lunch at the Fish Market right around the corner from the airport and enjoyed one last look at water and sun and boats.
Then off to the airport, off to Phoenix, and you know the rest!