Is it really me? (posted by Ann)

One of the ladies at work brought this card in and told me that she thinks I'm moonlighting as a Hallmark model. I'm not sure about the resemblance - what do you think? I love the inside of the card, it says "We are so screwed."

I am now going to confess what a dumb-ass I am. On Friday night, my last flight of the week from Greensboro to home sweet home, the gate agent told me that the flight was at least one hour late, and that they would update later. Of course, they said "go to the gate area, since we might be let go earlier . . yada, yada, yada."

Here comes the dumb-ass part. Instead of going to the gate area, I went to the nicer bar outside security and had a glass of wine. Then I went through security and arrived at the gate 5 minutes before the initial departure time. That's right, an hour and five minutes before what they told me, I was at the gate. And - you guessed it - the door had just closed.

I wound up flying to Charlotte to get a connector to Chicago, and getting home at 1 AM Saturday morning. Like I said, I'm a dumb-ass.

We had a busy weekend, what with all the loss of sleep and the multitude of things that need to be done when you're out of town all week (which you will learn soon!). I have lots of FO's to take pictures of this week - a beautiful cabled baby sweater, a mesh bag with the right strap, more washcloths, and maybe a baby hat if it moves from project to finished object on one of my flights this week.

I'm off to Stamford, CT which is surprisingly hard to get to, and to Winston Salem before coming home just in time for 3rd sister and David to arrive. I am looking forward to a four day weekend and no travel next week. Right now, that sounds like heaven!

Mom called me last night, and she sounded very happy. Get this - she and Dad took a helicopter ride down into a crater. I'm so jealous!!! They're off the boat today, and home on Tuesday. I'll call at some point Wednesday to make sure they are alive.

Take care this week and drink, drink, drink. Water, I mean. Congrats on the baby blanket, I want a picture of the finished product. And I admire your discipline on the unfinished projects, I don't count mine anymore. If they will fit in two huge plastic bins I carry on un-detered.