Well, I’m baaack. And it is raining. But not before my DiL and my grandson’s girlfriend made our Sunday family gathering meal. Quiche and apple pie. Worth coming home for. My return flight was completely full.
I was surprised and concerned that the middle seat was being used. I don’t know what is happening to security, but the only thing that I had to do was to put my iPad in its own bin. Nothing was said about liquids. Or maybe I just looked like a nice old
lady and they were not suspicious of me. After I got and unpacked, I went into panic mode. I couldn’t find my hearing aids. So many pockets and zippers between my back pack , carryon suitcase and personal bag. I was up to having dialed Tampa airport’s
lost and found and was told via message to call back during office hours. Then I found them in a hidden pocket in my carry on. That was a relief. Dixie was hysterically happy to see me. My son gave her the best compliment. Except for the anxiety issue, she
is the best dog that we have owned. I wouldn’t go that far, but she is up there.