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May 15, 2004

It's Saturday

When I got home last night, John picked me up at the airport - eventually - he was running late, and I called him on my cellphone to find out where he was. He was only a few miles from the airport, so I told him that I'd get my luggage and meet him out front, so he would not have to park.

I got my suitcase, camera case and backpack and stood outside and John drove right by me. Twice. Completely oblivious to my frantic waving, he drove by.

I wondered if I had been traveling for so much that he forgot what I looked like.

Called him again - finally he stopped (the third time around the circle) and we went out to dinner.

Outback was good.

Then we went home.

We had fun. And champagne. And a little more fun.

Today, we'll have some more fun.

But we do have work to do in the house and the yard - and I have photos of the elusive Esmay Family to download and post.

So I'll be back.


Posted by Beth at May 15, 2004 8:03 AM

Comments

We're afraid. Very afraid. :-)

Posted by: Dean Esmay at May 15, 2004 12:17 PM

Hey! She said she was a Gate 45, so when she wasn't there (because she was at Gate 52) I quit looking.

I mean, gosh, who can miss those uneven boobs?

Posted by: John of Argghhh! at May 15, 2004 5:25 PM