Saturday, December 22, 2012


The Jeanners left town yesterday morning, early, in a mess of holiday travelers at the airport, and it's quite a story.  But it's her story, so I'll let her have the opportunity to tell it if she wants to.  I'll just give this teaser trailer:  picture the J-Dog running through a packed BWI airport, with no shoes or belt, carrying Sam, trying to get to her gate.  At like 6:30 in the morning.

Anyway, so they're gone, and I am stuck here tending the home fires.  Been at work yesterday and today, and it's been super-busy, but really no Christmas-ruining moments or anything.  I haven't blown up and cussed out my boss this year or anything.  And I gave my co-workers their Christmas presents and they all seemed to like them.  Especially the hypercolor t-shirts I got my boss and another co-worker.  I'm pretty happy with those gifts.

So last night after work I passed the time by wrapping presents and giving myself a haircut.  Tonight I installed our fireplace doors (went relatively smoothly).  Tomorrow after work it's clean house and pack clothes.  Monday is work and then flight to St. Lou and then Jeannie's family's Christmas party.  It'll be nice to see the Jeanners and the Little Dude.  Tonight when I got home from work I went to hang up my coat and I saw his little red jacket hanging on the hook and it made me miss him.  Although last night I was looking forward to having a Sam-less night of uninterrupted sleep and sleeping in (until 7:15).  But I still ended up waking up at 3 in the morning and then again at 5, thinking that I was hearing him.  I wasn't.  Although when I talked to Jerns on the phone tonight she said that Sam's schedule was all sorts of screwed up and that he ended up waking up this morning at like 3 in the morning.  Ugh.  I hope he is a little closer to normal by the time I get to St. Louis.

I think that's all I've got.  Another busy day tomorrow, I'm sure.