travel

['Book is for ideas, change is for luck']

It's time to go. I'll spend an hour and a half at work today, tidying up some unfinished business, and then I'll head to Atlanta. A long lunch with a friend will segue into me dropping off my car, then a trip on MARTA to the airport.

Paris, like it always has, awaits. I'm bringing my red shoes.  They worked for Dorothy, after all.

['Things to take on the plane']

(Twitter reposts begin tomorrow.)

Vacationing in Minneapolis!

• 12:33 PM CT: For those of you who missed it, there was a dramatic reading of "Green Eggs and Ham" just now. Also, feeding cheese to toddlers.
• 12:34 PM CT: End result of this prep work: we're going to the beach!
• 4:23 PM CT: Finishing up at the beach; @jhugart entertains a very tired two girls while we wait for Holly.
• 4:24 PM CT: Also, I have seen @crazybutable in shorts. Craziness!
• 10:33 PM CT: Back from dinner. Mostly packed. Early-ish flight tomorrow; the airlines are starting to sing a siren song of home.
• 11:35 PM CT: Around me, the house sleeps. I have been away for 13 days. Tomorrow I go home. I can't convey the comfort inherent in that statement.

I'm resting a couple of days in Seattle before meandering on to Minneapolis. Here's what I've been up to:

• 10:45 PM PT: @jmcclure Miss you too, jeffie dear. Scritch Fang for me and tell them I'll be home Sunday and will be ready to administer Epic Pettings.
• 12:34 AM PT: On plane to Minneapolis. The chatty six-year-old across the aisle may not survive the trip. We'll see.
• 5:55 AM CT: Good morning, Minneapolis. Yes, my hair always sticks up like this in the morning, thanks for asking...
• 6:02 AM CT: http://ping.fm/p/q6I41 - The scrum to get off the plane and get coffee after a red-eye. Seat 33? You're gonna wait a while.
• 3:56 PM CT: After a long, luscious nap, I am finally awake in the Hugart household. *yawn* *stretch* Stupid red-eye flights.