Detroit and Atlanta are off my Christmas list....

I finally made it home. My trip to Bama was wonderful. That is...once I actually arrived. Northwest/Delta airlines, Detroit airport, Atlanta airport, and Mollie are not a good combination. The trip home was just as entertaining, as I didn't get back into the Philly airport until 7.5 hours after I was scheduled to. They did put me in first class on the last leg of my flight, and that was the first plane I'd been on in 3 days where I wasn't sitting next to someone large enough to require sharing my seat as well as their own. Or someone who hadn't eaten a diet consisting mainly of whole cloves of garlic for a week.
Anyway, I got to hang out with my folks, see all the kiddos, visit with Pearl the bantam chicken, and eat a Big Bob Special. MMM MMM good. Even the Bham airport smelled like barbecue. My mom also made macaroni and cheese, which is my favorite vegetable. Other than being hotter than H--- there, it was a wonderful visit.
Oh, and according to Tyler, Matt and Abbie, I'm WAY cooler than their mom, my sister-in-law, Wendy, whose blogspot I started this thing up to follow because I think SHE's the coolest mommy.
Now, I'm going to have a cup of Java and look at the snow.