catch up on the past two weeks
or is it three weeks now? Let’s start with my trip to my mom’s and go from there.
I left the 11th came home on the 15th. Things were adventurous from the second I stepped into Ottawa Airport. I was randomly selected to do extra security screening. They totally dumped my purse, dug through everything, I had to give them my shoes which apparenlty had the same sort of something on them that Bev’s did. I had already stated on my customs card that I visited agriculture areas within the past 14 days, told them where it was what it was. They gave me back my shooz and off I went to the actualy Customs fellow. He was rather rude about why I would visit my mom. It was like uh, cuz I want to go see my mom?! Apparently I need a better reason than missing my Mom to go visit her. The flight itself was nice, smooth no worries. My plane had engines! No propellers this time! I landed in DTW early, had to walk clear across the dang airport to the front of it. No one knew where our luggage was, I had no idea where Lori and Nici were. I called my Mom collect, to tell her to call Lori and tell her where I was at, so that they could find me. So an hour later, the airport people finally decide our luggage is coming out on track 5, I grabbed my one bag and turned around and Lori and Nici after 45 minutes of wandering around down the hall had found me.
I spent Thursday afternoon looking through old photos. I have to get the scanner up and running so I can start scanning things in and then put the photos in an album or 20. Thursday afternoon, Mom, me, Lori, Lori’s husband Dan, their daughter Lacey and Nici and her new baby went bowling. Well the baby sorta laid on the table and giggled for the most of it. Threw up a few times. Lacey beat us all in her 2 year old HAHAYOUADULTSSUCK glory. We then headed our seperate ways, and changed for the eve. Went to a friend’s house for a many hour pool party. I got home pretty late, and then spent the Friday cleaning out my mom’s garage and taking down the fence between the house and garage for her. It was put up a few years back when the old white picket finally fell apart and the dad needed something to keep Dutchess contained in the yard with.
