Quote of the Day: “The most dangerous strategy is to jump a chasm in two leaps.”
- Benjamin Disraeli
After a luxurious 4 hours of sleep, we got up from the hotel, got dressed, and got downstairs to catch the shuttle back to the airport.
Sitting in the front seat again, we got the early morning cold air blasts hitting us every time the bus driver stopped to pick up more passengers but I mentioned to Carrie it would be the last time we would have to suffer through the cold. Once we got to the airport, it was temperature controlled and then on the plane until we got to San Diego.
This thought crept back to me once we started walking down the causeway which had a draft and, you guessed it, it was freezing.
Then when we got to the plane, our seats were almost the last ones in the back and it just so happens they were resupplying the food and beverages so the back hatch was open. The ice-cold draft came right through and nailed us in our seats that had a straight draft-line to the open door.
But before all of this happened, we had $18 in voucher money to spend and the only thing open? Oh no, not the crap Burger King we were tempted by last night but the oh-so-delectable CrapDonalds this time.
Let me just go on record by saying that the “breakfast” at CrapDonalds is pretty much like butt-blowing on a Styrofoam plate and calling it morning vittles.
Normally, flying from Denver to San Diego is not even a second thought. You don’t even think about it, just part of the trip. But coming in today was almost like we didn’t want to breathe wrong. We didn’t want to even talk on the off chance that it may cause something to go wrong and as we landed, it felt like a major accomplishment that we actually made it home.
The airlines had their last digs on us by making us wait 45 minutes for our luggage. The way things have gone, I thought it wouldn’t have been out of the ordinary to never see our luggage again, especially since I was starting to feel like the ordeal was over. I needed something to snap me back to reality and lost luggage would have been just the ticket.
But it finally came out of the chute and I will admit, it was the FIRST time that MY bag was the first off the conveyor belt. I mean, think about it. How many times has YOUR bag been the first one to slide down the chute and down to the metal conveyor belt?
Never, that’s when.
Paola picked us up and we dropped her off at her house before coming home to a couple of sleeping kids. They were still out even though it was mid-morning but we were so glad to see them. They seemed happy too through their daze of still being half-asleep.
Instead of flopping down and catching up on sleep, we got to work opening mail, working email, cleaning up, and unpacking. We had a lot to do since it was Christmas Eve and we were opening presents tonight.
Poala came over and we ate dinner before opening presents. To tell you the truth, I was just happy to be home with the kids and watching them opening their presents. It’s always fun to get gifts but with the funeral and the travel fiasco, I was a bit drained.
OK, yeah, it was present time…
I got a couple of cool things. Carrie got me a monitor so I could go back to my dual-screen set up that I so enjoyed before one of the monitors took a trip to the big technological waste dump in the sky and I was reduced to a regular-guy one-monitor situation.
But it was “best viewed” at 1440×900 and my video card didn’t support those resolutions and after two hours of tinkering, I couldn’t find a way around it. I had to accept that it was going back to Costco.
One tear fell…
She also got me a docking station for my new Kodak EasyShare Z712IS.
It came with a rechargeable battery but the one that came in the box was a NiMH and this particular model requires lithium ion batteries. The docking station could be used for a few different models (that normally take the NiMH batteries) but my particular model needed the other kind. So I will have to go and try to find a rechargeable lithium ion battery.
Anyone need a rechargeable NIMH battery?
Let’s see, I got a cool shirt and an Under Armour sweatshirt that will probably be on my body about 80% of the time I don’t wear a uniform.
My dad slid me some chocolate covered cherries which are going for 89 cents a box at WalMart (the only big store where he lives).
Did I mention I deplore these lugies-in-a-chocolate-casing disasters?
I was more exited about what we got the kids.
For Stephanie’s big gift, we got her an iPod shuffle.
I had been waiting until she asked for one and was so happy when she finally asked and I could share with her this technological wonder. I look forward to loading it up for her with whatever she wants to listen to. Alex has yet to catch the bug but it won’t be long. He’s almost 16.
For Alex, we bought him the upgrade to Flash.
I had bought a copy when I was going through post graduate school and after calling up Adobe who now owns Flash, I found out that for $200, I can get it upgraded to the latest version.
It also marked the first time I have ever bought software that I downloaded off the Internet. And now that I have an account, if I ever need it again (computer crashes or house burns down), I can just log in and download another copy.
I burned the executable file onto a disk and we wrapped that as his gift.
He was so excited.
His grandparents also got him a Wii game called “Guitar Hero II” which I know the following about:
1. Not much
2. It’s a video game so I will not be playing it
3. It apparently doesn’t really teach you how to play guitar
4. It has songs that were popular when I was a kid
5. The characters in the game do not look anything like the real singers (I’m looking at you, Pat Benatar)
But the boy seemed happy to get it…
For Paola, we got her a crock pot and you know what? It was like we got a little kid the biggest, flashiest bike on the block.
Buster got a bone and he was so content. Such a simpleton.
For Carrie, I had taken the kids to the mall and they got her some lotions from Bath and Body Works. We also got her some chocolates from Mrs. Sees.
All that would have made a great blog entry but since she reads this blog, I was kind of blocked from tipping my hand.
She also got a gift certificate to a spa so she can go enjoy a facial without kids, husband, and dog sucking the very lifeforce out of her for awhile.
After all the presents were opened, the ladies broke out the fondue …which I don’t do… because… ew…
And the kids turned to Guitar Hero for the rest of the night.
I was busy messing with monitors that wouldn’t get quite right.
But when all was said and done, I was thankful to be home with Carrie, my kids, my dog, and a good friend. It had been a long week, hell, a long month and I was home on Christmas Eve.
This is the way it’s supposed to be.
Free Advice for Today: “Choose a charity in your community and support it generously with your time and money.”
- H. Jackson Brown, Jr.