Today I got to give that whole I-love-roadtrips concept a whirl. Given the lead paint disaster zone that our house is, we decided it was best to get Gracie and Whit the heck out of dodge. So I drove them to Lebanon, NH to meet Grandpa. That’s 2 hours each way. And, I got 30 minutes north before realizing I had left my bag, wallet, etc at home: an extra hour right there. Delightful. Treo was dead and the minute we hit the road my cell phone beeped that it was out of charge, so I was totally off the grid for a while – kind of refreshing in a way. Then children fell asleep for 30 minutes which allowed me to snag the cigarette lighter from the DVD player to charge my phone a little.
The reports from Vermont are already flooding in: Whit apparently jumped up and down in his crib like “your everyday caged Russell male” before bed, and Gracie took a framed picture of Johann to bed with her.
Matt and I had a very romantic Saturday night. We stopped by the office briefly before having dinner at a restaurant in Terminal E. I then packed Matt off to his flat bed in BA first class before heading home to the aforementioned disaster zone.
Sweet dreams!