I just got back from a whirlwind trip to the East Coast, and it started a little something like this. I arrive at the airport last Tuesday night to take the redeye to Charlotte and the following conversation happens.
'Mam, the computer is not working and I cannot check in' - Me
'Hmm, that's odd, what is your name?' - Lady at the Airline Desk
I provide her my name, she can't find it.
'I have my confirmation number' - Me
I proceed to give her my confirmation number
'Your flight is on the 18th' - Lady at the Airline Desk
'Yes, the 18th, that's it, for some reason I can't pull it up' - Me
'The 18th is tomorrow' - Lady at the Airline Desk
I put my head down, walk away and Mr. KMW comes back to pick me up and I tried again the next night...thankfully with success the second time around.
After that little hiccup, I arrived in the Carolinas, met my new nephew and let my niece show off what a loving big sister she is,
had an early birthday dinner to celebrate my Dad's 60th (sorry no pictures),
and then headed up to NJ to surprise my best friend for her 30th birthday, whose due next month...doesn't she look fantastic?
We had a pretty relaxing weekend with good food, massages and bagels. I refuse to make a trip back to NJ without eating a bagel.
I arrived back to Seattle Sunday in time to pretend it is still summer, and make Grilled Salmon Panzanella.