Back From New York

The husband went to New York Thursday morning for work. I opted to stay home with the teenagers. I was torn on who to spend my weekend with and decided the husband has better judgment then a couple teenagers home alone. He did manage to get himself lost in New York City, but I wouldn't have been any help there. I can barely get myself to the end of my driveway. He's home now and that worrying part of my weekend is over. I now have a fifteen year old out at the mall buying himself a pair of jeans for school. I'm going to worry about that for a while.

Hello, Dialaflight?

I’m having a really hard time concentrating today. I have to make a dentist appointment and I have been putting it off. I’ve been putting it off for about 5 years now. I told myself I would make the appointment right after I got done blogging. You should see how long the last post on my other blog is. Go check, I’ll wait here for you. All right here I go. “Hello, Dailaflight? I’m calling about flights to New York. Can you get me the hell out of town?”