We're staring at some early rain showers...left over from last night, obviously, and will dissipate soon enough, but those mild temps will also be leaving us by tomorrow, as we top out in the upper 40s...a parting gift, perhaps?
So goes our Hooseirland weather, but as you all know, it could change in a minute...and usually DOES.
We'll be seeing off the Missus along with my take on airports and flying in a minute, but we've got some other things to take a look at.
So get you morning cup of fortitude poured and together we'll set off on another incredible journey.
*** First out of the hangar is our "What the hell happens today, Bob?" feature:
December 16 -
--- Today is NATIONAL CHOCOLATE-COVERED ANYTHING DAY.
|Katie...how's about some chocolate???|
And NEVER cover my PIZZA or BACON with chocolate...EVER!!!
--- It's also BARBIE AND BARNEY BACKLASH DAY...
|Looks like a "neighbor".|
--- And, it's the Hebrew holiday of CHANUKAH...which actually begins at sunset.
WIKI on the holiday:
Yeah, you can spell it a couple ways...yake your pick.
And to all those of the Jewish faith...I say "L-Chaim!"
*** We've an update to the armed robbery at Sports and Spirits.
Here's the link:
To say this is a "troubled" var would be an understatement...
|Just CLOSE the damn place down!|
Hell, a blind man could see that.
And, naturally, the robbers were two BLACK males, which again bears out the FACT that although blacks make up less than 30% of the population of Allen County, they commit over 75% of the crime...simple math...and the TRUTH.
*** Yes friends, the Lovely Mrs. Bobby G. is winging her way to the Lone Star State to visit her parents for a week, as her mom is in the hospital.
Her dad's in a nearby nursing facility and is doing well..
|I hear a Peter, Paul, and Mary song playing...|
So, this morning we got up at around ZERO-DARK-THIRTY (about 0400 hrs) and got all the last minute stuff taken care of.
Driving there was a bit of a chore...between the rain and the dark, I forgot how much "fun" it can be trying to locate the stripes that are supposed to be painted on the roads.
Amazing how little lighting is available between the "Fortress" and the airport (Bluffton and Ferguson Rds especially).
|Looks nice at night.|
Tell you one thing...you want some solitude...roam the airport before 0500 hrs...!
(like a ghost town and nothing is open yet...and it's damn quiet, too)
|It was THIS "crowded".|
Meanwhile, Wifey gets her boarding passes (two layovers - Chi-town and Houston) and we have a seat to wait until it's time to go into the line so she can proceed to the upper level (where I'm not allowed, and it's got nothing to do with anything from a past life).
|NO ONE said anything about a PROSTATE exam.|
Anyway, Wifey and I hugged, kissed, and bid farewell, and she goes through the screening and detector without a problem.
I took that as my time to leave for home.
The drive back was better...probably due to familiarity.
Still, all is well, and she called from Chicago already (a mere 32 minute flight...lol), and she's got enough time to grab a bite before heading south to TX (where they plan to OPEN-CARRY next year..there's ONE reason to move there).
|It's what's for dinner.|
Well, I'm flying solo this week.
Probably gonna make some meatballs and have me some sandwiches on the rolls I got.
Even have a Marie Callender dinner (how's that, Chris?) in case I want steak and potatoes...heh.
Got me a load of laundry running, fed the cat (he's napping already - nothing bothers him), and doing my blog for the day.
Yeah, it's gonna feel a bit weird after these years to be by myself, but if that's the only type of weird I have to deal with this week, it'll be worth the wait.
*** Last back to the baggage check...we all have those times where we feel "alone", and I suppose in the corporeal sense, that can be said.
But, truth be told, as one who believes in God, I KNOW that I am never REALLY alone.
Used to be this story about footprints on the sand (Jesus walking with this person)...two sets, and when asked why there was only ONE set at times throughout this person's life,
Jesus responded by saying "Those were the times I carried you".
|Something for my better half...|
Not to mention, the memories of those who have passed before me...those are still with me as well.
It's all the manner in which we choose to perceive such things that makes life what it is.
And that is why I'm not alone...The Lovely Mrs. Bobby G. is still "here" with me, and I with her.
Hey, I'm a romantic at heart...gimme a break will 'ya...lol!
Now, I just wait until the next phone call.
Stay SAFE out there, America.
((*** Editor's Note - I screwed up on last night's time for Disney's PREP AND LANDINH.
It started at 7PM and not 8. I missed almost the first 1/2 hour.
|Don't make the "naughty" list, Bob...|