We got to the airport and to our gate with no problems. I went and got Mom some coffee and a breakfast sandwich and she gladly took it without the usual "I couldn't eat a thing" speech. Then we waited for the flight, and waited and waited.....it was delayed over an hour.
We had a 4 hour flight during which I answered these questions ( and yes, I kept track)....
Where are we going? 28 Times
Why isn't this plane moving? and/or Are we on the plane?, It doesn't seem to be moving. 15 Times
Where is the rest of the gang? 8 Times
Do we know someone who lives in California? 12 Times
Where is our car? 3 Times
We got to the airport in Phoenix and, of course, we missed our connecting flight and the next flight was in 4 hours!! So we went and got lunch and Mom told me how she had always loved the restaurant we were in. Toooooo Funny.
Only one more hour and we will be boarding the next plane and another hour after that we will be sitting with my CA family having a glass of wine!!
Isn't a sense of humor the greatest thing a care-giver needs? Or is it a vacation? I can never remember
ReplyDeleteI think it is both.
Delete