Yesterday, we found ourselves at two of the last places you’d want to be the day before Christmas Eve: the mall and the airport.
Guess what? It wasn’t bad at all.
The mall was super busy, but our trip started off on a promising note when we snagged the all-time best, non handicapped, parking spot smack dab in front of Belk. We proceeded to IndoChino to get my husband measured for a suit. This is our first experience with IndoChino or any of these semi-custom suit places and so far we are more than impressed with their service and attention to detail. My husband picked out the color, fabric, lining, buttons, vent style, pocket style etc and was measured with meticulous care. The sale price for the suit is $350 and it will supposedly be at our door-step in two weeks. I’ll let you know how it goes..
Later that night we drove off to pick up our eldest daughter at the airport; the place was a ghost town until a few flights came in back to back. My husband and I arrived early expecting a crazy scene and instead walked all over the empty, large space for exercise. The only remarkable incident occurred as we passed one of the TSA check-point areas. An old, somewhat confused, (possibly tipsy?) man was being ushered (pushed) up to the TSA lady at the front by (what I’m guessing was) a younger relative. There was a lot of chatter in a foreign language and as I looked over, I noticed the elderly man had bright red blood all over his chin. It wasn’t dripping I don’t think, but it was literally all over his chin. The TSA lady trying to sort through the confusion, a woman about 60 years old with two missing front teeth, eventually smiled and motioned for him to proceed.
It was a strange scene for sure and made me wonder about rules concerning flying with open wounds..or whatever that was.
I know, Gross..I’m sorry.
Anyway, our daughter arrived safe and sound and in a great mood, even after a long day of flying. Being in love must provide a protective barrier against the frustrations and annoyances that accompany travel.
So here we are, Christmas Eve morning and believe it or not, I’m off to the grocery store as soon as I wash my hair and place my Wonder-Woman tiara on my head. I guess you could say this is the Christmas trifecta: the mall, the airport and the grocery store.
And no, I do not look like that,
I have blonde hair..