It was an anticipitation-filled day but the husband is home now, safe and sound. Unfortunately his luggage is not. It figures. This trip marked the first time he’d ever checked luggage and now it’s gone, without a trace. Hopefully Finnair will find it soon.
In other news, I have been such a slackass about getting us out of the house lately. Last night I fully intended to go to my friend Lani’s birthday BBQ/party, but wound up taking the little man to dinner at Evergreen instead…and then heading straight home. And there are all sorts of other events coming up. Saturday night - a friend’s going away party. Sunday is the husband’s grandpa’s birthday party, and the Japanese Lantern Lighting Festival at Como. Monday is music and movies in the park with Low (and Cary Grant). And later in the week The Flaming Lips/Sonic Youth show at the State Fair. I guess I’ll just have to be determined, and not allow myself to be sidetracked by laziness, or by my rediscovery of this online Scrabble game.
Bonus: Looks like Neil Gaiman is sharing the husband’s troubles, and they even passed through the same airport today.
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