I'm back in Texas and as you can see above I am not a grandmother yet. Brandon and Mindy are still waiting for Pickle to make her (ok...or his) appearance.
I arrived in Trent after a rather grueling trip-about 24 hours from turning in my rental to arrival at the farm. After arriving at the Continental counter at the North terminal ( just like my ticket said), I had to transfer to Air Alaska in the South terminal. I left at 10:30 and arrived at 3 am....I waited for 3 hours to board a plane that arrived from Anchorage to pick up passengers going to Houston....is it just me or is there something wrong with this picture? Anyway, I made it to Houston where the plane was delayed and delayed and delayed due to weather. But, the final result is I am at home!!!!
How do I know for sure I am home? Well, one hint is that there was a horned toad in the console in my Jeep...."oh, yeah, honey I rescued him and forgot...could you please go put him near the ant bed on the west side of the medicine wheel?" Another is that I almost ran over a snake on the way out of the drive and was upset that I might have killed him- I backed up and got out to make sure (really dumb, I could have completed the job with that move...oh, it wasn't a rattler). And finally, on the way out of the place today I stopped to see what kind of frog was jumping out of the mud puddle (it was a leopard frog) and am considering putting an obstruction in the road (or maybe a sign saying "frog habitat") so the trucks can't go in that puddle and kill them. Yep, I've made the transition.
However, I don't think I'll ever get over missing my Alaska friends. (I am about as anxious for Benjamin's birth as I am Pickle's and someone better let me know!) You were all so wonderful! I miss you!!!! Thanks for the great last meal and for the pedicure. I taking care not to mess up the cute flower!
I'll post some farm pictures soon...maybe this weekend. Stay in touch!
(PS you were right...it's 88 degrees which everyone else thinks is nice and I am DYING)