Well, just between us, I could not have imagined a more fitting end to my/our conference/vacation than for the young man seated in front of us on the SFO/AUS segment to participate in some projectile vomiting. Not just once, but twice. The vomiting itself was not really an inconvenience to me, but the sound of him (he was probably five years old) retching was disheartening. He had been really quiet (compared to his little brother several rows back that could be heard screaming NO in a series of ever increasing decibels) and he had been sleeping a lot, but I just assumed he was sleepy. Well, he wasn't sleepy, he felt badly and then it all came out. It was more of an inconvenience to the flight attendant(s), but they really took it all in their stride, and got down to the business of cleaning it up. I mean REALLY cleaning it up...I expected they would have called ahead for a cleaning crew, but they were right in the middle of it, bleaching, sanitizing and bleaching some more. Good job to them.SO, this trip is over, we are all very happy to be home. The girl dog was VERY SPOILED by Carrie's mother, and she looks suspiciously at us whenever we take a bite of anything.
Mike will stay with us a couple more days, he will head back to Florida on Tuesday morning.
Tomorrow begins early voting in Texas. GO DO YOUR DUTY!
Deeds, Actions, Changes, VOMITING, Kindnesses, Whirled Peas, FUN!
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