Well I’m sitting in bed in a hotel room in Wichita, Kansas right now. And I’m flying home at 6:45 a.m. and will be back in San Antonio by 10:30 a.m. At which time I will get the opportunity to quote Dorothy Gale and declare “I have a feeling I’m not in Kansas anymore”.
Obviously I’m excited about this.
I meant to write something yesterday but it turned into a Monday and got busier than I’d planned and next thing I knew it was 9:45 at night and I was sitting down on the couch for the first time all day. I blame the Aggie football team.
Not really. Just a little joke because I blamed them for a lot of things most of the weekend.
The truth is I had a speaking thing that morning and then had to go to HEB because we were out of almost everything, particularly soup. Caroline is on a soup kick right now and so all she wants in her lunch box every day is soup and I was scraping the bottom of the soup barrel on Monday morning with that last bit of tomato soup I had left in the refrigerator. And so I stocked up on all manner of soups along with milk and coffee and other things that were written on the list I left sitting on the counter at home.
Sadly, I forgot to buy sugar. Mainly because I didn’t know we were almost out of sugar until I was making a cinnamon cake later that evening and used the last 1/2 cup of sugar we had left.
Is it just me or is this possibly the most boring post I’ve ever written? Why don’t I just post my grocery store list? It would be equally fascinating.
Anyway, I cooked dinner and then Caroline got home from soccer practice and I fed her dinner and then I fed the puppies dinner because they still have to have a mealtime chaperone or everyone gets a little testy. By the time everyone was fed, showered and in bed it was 9:45 and I had a slight headache and managed to stay up for fifteen minutes before I headed to bed.
I’m neglecting to tell you I cooked beef stroganoff for dinner because I didn’t want to bore you with meaningless details but I realize it’s too late for that so I’m going all in on the unnecessary information.
Tuesday morning I dropped Caroline off at school, came home and finished packing for my trip to Wichita, caught my flight to Houston and then got on a plane that was smaller than a bug I killed one time to get here. It was as relaxing as you might think, especially when you factor in that I was seated next to a man with very broad shoulders.
On the upside, I bought two different magazines with Taylor Swift on the cover and I am now fully caught up on her life in New York and all her gal pals and how she has spent the last couple of years choosing to love herself. It’s very much like that episode of 90210 when Kelly chooses herself over Brandon and Dylan. Although hopefully Taylor won’t find herself in love with a troubled artist who’s addicted to drugs the way Kelly Taylor did.
Then I landed in Wichita and spoke to a really sweet group of women and now I’m in my hotel room. I guess I should probably go to sleep since I have to be up in about six hours. And I need to be rested if I’m going to be able to stay awake to catch up on all my celebrity news on the flight home.