Meteor lands in San Francisco!

I really wish that I had had the presence of mind to take a photoooo of the chaos that reigned over at the Daytwa Metro domestic arrivals area today but I was hanging on to the poor little Ninja’s steering wheel and gearshift for dear life. Inching along in and out of first and second gear in about the fourth out of maybe six lanes of traffic, Dee-troit Po-leese absolutely everywhere, whistling and gesticulating madly and unintelligibly. Terrorist attack? (Meteor strike?) Naw, just about a billion people arriving home in the currently Great Gray Green Greasy Limpopo Great Lake State for the holidays. I was at a dead stop by door #2, so I texted (yes, it’s illegal to text from a car here but trust me, the cops were too busy to care): “At 2. Inching.” I knew she would have probably come out at about door #4 but she got my text and made her way down to #2 and found me. Whew! A bit more slow, careful inching along and we were on our way to the I94 18-Wheel Clogway, west bound for Chicago The Planet Ann Arbor. I am totally amazed that I didn’t get into some kind of low speed fender bender over at Metro today. Whew!

But I don’t have a photoooo of cops and cars and chaos. So you get lemons instead. Not my beautiful expensive 1996 Island Teal Plymouth Voyager SE lemon. It’s long gone and not without some tears. And not my beautiful, expensive late-model MacBook Pro lemon. It is chugging along as if it didn’t have a short circuit somewhere in its brain or nervous system but I know that it does. (Hello? Hal?) Nope, you get some of my crazy relatives instead. The two on the left are esteemed members of the Moominfam and of course that’s the GG on the right. I commissioned this photooo last Friday night and just received it this morning.

So, lemme see… 1) Lizard Breath is home. 2) The next two days are gonna be so crazy that I hope I live through them. 3) I have an air plant. I love it. I hope I don’t kill it. I’m told it’s pretty hard to do. Oh, and 4) I love when I mention my fave @Plummarket in a tweet and they reply. I wonder if they connect @kayakwoman with the old bag who schleps grokkeries home in a little black backpack.

P.S. I miss Sam and JCB. One-a these summers we will get over to the Green Cabin again.

4 Responses to “Meteor lands in San Francisco!”

  1. Marquis Says:

    Orange you glad that Jane can really rock that look? What a zesty smile. Iā€™m glad that she and her posse can make lemons out of lemonade.

  2. Margaret Says:

    The holidays are always crazy, but full of good as well as bad. I would HATE the traffic and mess and would only brave it to pick up my kids. šŸ™‚ Stupid MacBook! What is an air plant? P.S. I think Ashley applied to the U of Michigan. Maybe. I’ve lost track.

  3. jay Says:

    Rey said, “that was a long time ago. Well, maybe a week, well a few days anyway.” I don’t know if that is a good thing or bad.

  4. Sam Says:

    Love you, KW! And GG! And The Daughters! Yesssss! Plz come to our part of the UP and we will walk the lake shore and do many fun things! Miss you, too!