The best part of going on a trip...
Dec. 25th, 2012 10:27 pm...is getting home.
The trip was farking unbelievable - given all of the possibilities of snow, sleet, freezing drizzle, and generalized ick in 700 miles in the northeastern US, we hit roughly 10 minutes of sleet near Erie, Pennsylvania...and nothing else. Really. Nothing else. There was *sunshine and no snow* at Syracuse, New York. This is nearly unheard of in the winter. Hell, not having snow in Syracuse is almost unheard of in the *summer*!
Aside from some lunatics trying to kill me outside of Albany and at the junction with I-495 in Massachusetts, the driving was fine. Mike and I listened to a lot of good music, chatted amiably, ate fast food (inevitable, when you're going to travel on Christmas Day), and whined in tandem that the BMW's seats are just not cut out for our butts being in them for 11 hours at a stretch.
We started the day with a visit to my brother in the hospital (a damned lousy place to be through Christmas), which took only a 10 mile detour or so. (And Su? If you're reading this and haven't already been cued in, feel free to call my cell.) I've got my fingers and toes crossed that they fix him up very, very soon. (A diagnosis will help.) He's missed all of the Christmas celebrations, and that just sucketh mightily when you've got two cute young daughters (and a wicked spiffy wife).
Tonight? Sleep in own bed. Yippee!
Own coffee in the morning...laundry...and groceries before the storm hits tomorrow night. Hah! Beat the storm!
Hope your day has been joyous and productive and filled with love.
The trip was farking unbelievable - given all of the possibilities of snow, sleet, freezing drizzle, and generalized ick in 700 miles in the northeastern US, we hit roughly 10 minutes of sleet near Erie, Pennsylvania...and nothing else. Really. Nothing else. There was *sunshine and no snow* at Syracuse, New York. This is nearly unheard of in the winter. Hell, not having snow in Syracuse is almost unheard of in the *summer*!
Aside from some lunatics trying to kill me outside of Albany and at the junction with I-495 in Massachusetts, the driving was fine. Mike and I listened to a lot of good music, chatted amiably, ate fast food (inevitable, when you're going to travel on Christmas Day), and whined in tandem that the BMW's seats are just not cut out for our butts being in them for 11 hours at a stretch.
We started the day with a visit to my brother in the hospital (a damned lousy place to be through Christmas), which took only a 10 mile detour or so. (And Su? If you're reading this and haven't already been cued in, feel free to call my cell.) I've got my fingers and toes crossed that they fix him up very, very soon. (A diagnosis will help.) He's missed all of the Christmas celebrations, and that just sucketh mightily when you've got two cute young daughters (and a wicked spiffy wife).
Tonight? Sleep in own bed. Yippee!
Own coffee in the morning...laundry...and groceries before the storm hits tomorrow night. Hah! Beat the storm!
Hope your day has been joyous and productive and filled with love.
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on 2012-12-26 06:05 am (UTC)Prayers and the best of medical care to your brother, along with a diagnosis that proves easy to treat with a speedy and full recovery to follow.
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on 2012-12-26 11:26 pm (UTC)