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| There She Goes - My Wife this Morning at Logan |
Bachelorhood has returned to my
homestead as my Favorite Panamanian is currently aloft returning to her native,
decidedly warmer hometown. While toilet seats can now remain erect without
having my intelligence questioned, I’m going to miss the very cold feet I am
honor bound to warm up each night. We had our usual argument this morning as we
tried to get out of the house and ahead of rush hour traffic into Boston. I’m
still, even after 36 years of marriage, mystified as to why it takes her so
long to get ready to go anywhere much less across the continent. She apologized
when we reached the usual standstill that is the Mass Pike at the Watertown
exit. Everything else went better than usual and we had scant time to say
goodbye at Terminal E before the security line swallowed her whole. As I write
this she is passing over Cuba (these new flight tracking aps are cool).
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| Lights Came on!!! |
The photo above shows the most welcome
sight my daughter and Wingman could have imagined. Power was finally restored
to their New Jersey home around mid-day Sunday and none too soon for the exhausted
parents of the FBR. Unfortunately the nomadic existence she’s had to endure
since last Wednesday’s storm has resulted in a potent cold. Wingman sent me
this picture of her laying her head down to sleep at the breakfast table – something
completely out of the realm of belief for anyone who’s ever eaten breakfast
with her.
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| Definitely Out of FBR Character |
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| Sniffling at Daddy's Work While Waiting for Mom Medevac |
Up in New Hampshire the BRS continues
to hold court as more and more of the family and friends come by to make her
acquaintance. Riggins seems to be taking exception to all the attention fawned
on the new arrival and tried to butt in on a couple of the pictures. By all
reports and from what I observed he loves having the little one around but he
is an attention hound. Her parents as well as I are preparing for the third Nor’easter
in two weeks. My son thinks these storms are happening in retribution for my
glib comments in January while lounging on the tropical beach while they absorbed
some serious body blows from Mother Nature. (was still worth it)
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