What a Day. Me, Rambling.

Sunday was a blur. I know that we went to church, went to Lowe's, came home and did...something. We were supposed to have "the 'athon." That would be "Watch all of the Harry Potter movies in one sitting 'athon." Didn't happen. Heck, we didn't even get one movie in. We dropped some plants around the yard (forgoing planting them in church clothes) and then went inside for lunch. After that, I have no idea. I probably wasted the whole day on the computer. Oh yeah, I did. I wasted it trying to get iTunes to read my books on cd so I could put them on my iPod. Note, I'm a big nerd who's listening to a book while writing this. Later in the evening, we went back out and planted the flowers and herbs that we had bought earlier in the day.

We got to sleep about 11pm Sunday night. I had a 5am wake-up call for my 7am flight to JFK. My 5am wake-up call came at 1am, courtesy of Mother Nature and our dog, Thumper. We had some massive thunder storms pass through in the middle of the night and they scared the crap out of us and our dogs. Thumper jolted up, jumped out of bed, tore through the cracked-open bedroom door and stood at the top of the gated stairs, barking her fool head off. At thunder. At 1am. When I had to be up at 5am.

Once she started barking, I grabbed Hops' arm and yelled, "Did you hear that??" Yes, he heard it. He also heard Thumper barking and me yelling at him, asking if he heard that. He loves it when I wake him up like that. I like thunder, don't get me wrong, I just don't like the stuff that rocks the house. Thankfully, we were both able to get to sleep again pretty quickly. I called Thumper back and snuggled her up in my belly to calm her down. She was happy. I figure at least now we know if we ever have a REALLY LOUD burglar, our guard dog will inform us of that fact.

So, 5am came early. At 5:30, I was out the door on the way to the airport. RDU has recently changed their gates all around. Now almost every single airline goes out of Terminal 2. On a Monday morning, I expected a slight delay. I did not expect it to take an hour to get through security. One Hour. That's ridiculous for RDU. We used to have such a quick airport. Then the TSA thought adding those horrid body scanners to the security line would be a great idea. Add that plus every airline known to man going through the same security line? Major delays. Thankfully our flight was slightly late so I got to the gate just as they started boarding.

Ok, so I'm done whining about my airline trouble. The flight was fine, got to JFK just fine and then directed my cabbie to Flushing. I've never been to Flushing before, it is a serious culture shock!  I am bloated beyond belief because of the amount of sodium I have consumed from just my lunch today, but I can live with that. The station where I am working this week took me out to their favorite Chinese restaurant. They ordered a bunch of stuff I had never heard of before. I don't know the names of the dishes. I asked and they didn't know the English names for the dishes they ordered. I know we had some delicious and spicy greens, I think they were broccoli rabe, a pot of simmering broth with tofu and seafood in it. Fried tofu is delicious, btw. A plate of a brown mixture that looked like ... sludge. It tasted good, though. It was a combination of mushrooms, swordfish and ...tofu? Not sure on the other major ingredient. The last dish we shared was a meat plate. There was pork, chicken and duck. I wish I could have taken pictures of the food to remember it by....

By 6pm, my mind was toast. The operators were asking me to look at something, I was staring at one of our products, one I know like the back of my hand, and couldn't figure out what the problem was. I stood up and announced that my brain was mush and I had to go rest. They understood and sent me on my way. Actually, one of the engineers sent me to Red Mango. My second encounter with real froyo in 3 days. I think Big Apple Nosh has created a monster.

I've relaxed enough now. Listened to some of my book. I think I'll take my hard copy book (currently reading: Orange is the New Black: One Year in a Women's Prison by Piper Kerman) and head down to the bar for some further relaxation.

If you made it this far in this blog post, congratulations. I think it was more of a brain dump than anything else. Sometimes you need those. Thanks for listening.