Thursday, August 4, 2011

Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig

Weeeeelllll, we made it.  There were a few hours there where my backside wasn't sure that our destination would arrive, but we left Amsterdam about on time, a little late into Reykiavik, left a little late and on to Seattle.  Iceland Airlines doesn't bother to have folks load by the row they are sitting in [like most of the airlines I've ridden on] so it's rather chaotic inside trying to find your row, likely having to climb over someone (as we did on both legs of the flight) all the overhead space is used where you are sitting, etc, etc.  But enough of that - we made it almost exactly on time, despite what the website said.  Our friend who was our transportation believed the website - so we had to wait for a while but it was lovely to be home.

It is such a very strange conundrum to feel like we have been gone so very long (actually 10 weeks plus one day) and yet driving home it all felt so familiar and like we had never been gone.  Have you ever had that sensation?  We managed to stay up until about 9:30pm (local time) and then crashed.  Sadly my body was still on European time and I was wide awake at 2:30am.  Oh well, I see a nap (or 2) in the offing.  Off to meet that new grandbaby later this afternoon.  Woo Hoo.

This morning I did accomplish a couple of things.  With all the handwork I had done, I had a number of things that needed to be soaked to remove the blue dye.  So I did just that,

Let's hear it for sunshine on the back lawn.  It may be a while before I get much further with these, but they will be all ready!  Hurrah!


ballardquilter said...

Glad you returned safe and sound. Ginger biscuits tomorrow??

Laura said...

Woo-hoo! No more trying to figure out what time it is where you are! :) I know you're probably swimming in things to do, with visiting grandbaby #4 high on the list. Hope the camera is at the ready and pictures will be forthcoming. Welcome home, you two!

Joke said...

Glad to see you are back home, safe and sound. Enjoy the first kiss (and the baby smell) on your grandchilds little head :)