Business Class is _the_ way to fly to Europe, and Melatonin is your friend. We ate well, I had yummy wine (1st Class was essentially empty so the cabin attendant brought me back wine from that cabin to drink — and gave me a bottle “to taste” for the hotel room.) and we slept at least 3 hours. I say this with pleasure because our trip to London elicited catnaps and maybe an hours sleep — TOTAL. *shudder*. Business Class seats are much more comfortable (they recline nearly 180 degrees for one thing) than Economy Plus, and the food was very very good, and so is the wine. It was seriously empty, so we had lots of individual attention. Oh — and the ‘amenity bags’ are great! Eye mask, ear plugs, socks, toothbrush & toothpaste, and really nice moisturizer. All in a very handy bag.
Category Archives: Dear Diary
A Bit About the Delay
I will now tell you three funny things and the not at all funny thing that came about as a result of their existence. Funny thing about a laptop — it needs power to operate for more than a few hours. Funny thing about France — they have a different power source/plug configuration. Funny thing about the power converter we bought (good for use in 150 countries!): it sisn’t designed for three prong plugs, only two.
So we got a converter at the airport on our way home. That’s why we’ve been silent since the first ‘we’re here!’ posts.
We Made It!
And even slept.
Our only delay was on the flight leaving SeaTac, which had to be de-iced. Denver and Washington were both a mild 50 degrees and we had no issues at all. We both napped on the short legs, and got a solid 3 or so hours of sleep on the segment over the Atlantic. The Business/1st Class section was very empty, and we got a lot of personalized attention from our steward. He brought me wine from 1st class to drink “as a tasting”
*snarl*
Dear Whomever Thought It Was A Good Idea To Call and Wish Us a Merry Christmas at 6:30am:
It wasn’t.
I’m not sure if you’re family. I would apologize for telling you that you called a wrong number and hanging up on you IF you had done something other than giggle and wish me a merry christmas after I said Hello. As I said, I would apologize, even if I didn’t mean it.
The fact that you called back within a minute means that it wasn’t a wrong number, and the thing that saved you from a very unpleasant conversation with me is that J got to the phone first.
Have you no sense?
How would you feel if I called just before I decided to go to sleep on New Year’s Eve (approximately 2:30am EST), just to wish you a Happy New Year?
*snarl* Where’s the coffee?
SNOW!!! (pictures)
We’ve got snow-related pictures up on our ‘family’ website: http://www.pitchwife.net/component/option,com_morfeoshow/Itemid,59/
Warning: cute puppy playing alert.
🙂
Where Am I?
(This was the serious of clues I provided to J about the biggest gift of our year. I wonder if you’ll guess before he did?)
Seattle + Snow = Silly
This video says it all:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XGnOHg8KU_I
Its not that bad — yet, but it may get to the point where I’m recommending that we close the office. safety first — especially when there are drivers like the above out there!!!
Meme: Dayjob
From The Wordsmith’s Forge:
Describe a typical day at work, for you. Where do you go, whom do you meet, and what do you do?
Each day is different from the previous one, but there are some commonalities.
Thanksgiving Isn’t for Amatuers
I’ve got a pretty good family when it comes to working out the holidays. over the years we’ve all gotten comfortable with making sure we ask for what it is we really need, and make it clearly different from what we just want. (Which, I feel, is the secret to a good family gathering with a minimum of drama.) My sister had a very specific desire: to introduce her son C to Sasha so that she could begin her campaign to get a dog. (It seems that he’s had a few scary experiences with dogs coming right up into his face and he’s on the verge of being AFRAID of all dogs.) I had a desire to see the two of them interact. My mother wanted to spend time with the family as a group and with me individually. Overall, I think we succeeded, but the highlight was the boy-dog interaction. (And Sasha’s first trip to the beach, but that’s another post.)
Heaven in a Bowl: Lisa’s Winter Stew
A few weeks ago, I’d asked J. to pick up a mix of root veggies so we could have them with various upcoming meals. He got a couple of sweet potatoes, garnet yams, russet potatoes, yukon golds (about 1 lb) and a couple of butternut squash. The law of cooking being what it is in my household, we ate one butternut and just haven’t gotten to the rest.
(Yeah, I know “just haven’t gotten to it” is a very lame excuse. It’s only redeeming value is that it is also true.)
