Sweet night last night... had a few hours to myself thanks to one of my coworkers who watched the kids while I went out with some Seattle friends. We had a great bottle of Hall 2003 Cabernet and awesome food. I'm such a foodie. I admit it.... I simply love a nice bottle of wine and a killer dinner.

After picking up the kids and going to bed in the house I was staying in, the wierdness started. First PunkAssBitch sent me some wierd txt message at 2am. Something that I was pretty sure could not be intended for me but vague enough that she could have been on crack or something. I thought about it for awhile and then figured that she must have been mistaken with her addressee. The next time I woke up I just thought something was off. The phone said 4:30 but it didn't seem like 4:30. I spent the rest of the morning up and down, in and out of sleep... then I checked the timezone thing and discovered that my phone thinks it is already daylight savings time and so the alarm was going off so early because it adjusting itself for daylight savings time that doesn't start til next week.

I packed up all our stuff and S drove me to the airport. I checked in, got the kids some magazines and some food... and then the plane broke... then they cancelled the flight... then the big huge line to get a food pass and whatever. I waited til the line died down and then pled the case of being a San Diego evacuee and just wanting to go home... could they put us a on plane that went anywhere from John Wayne to Ontario to San Diego... my car wasn't in San Diego anyway so it wouldn't make a difference. The lovely wonderful counter attendant booked us right away on a flight direct to San Diego leaving in a 1.5 hours. I thanked her.. especially knowing that the day before I had tried to change our tickets to that same flight and I could not because The Son was flying on frequent flier miles.

Finally on the plane, the flight was bumpy. I've gotten pretty used to flying but, halfway through, I had to switch the iPod to Baba Hanuman and turn my head so the kids couldn't see me shutting my eyes really tight.

We landed, without our baggage as would be expected. We'll see it at some point in the future I hope. The view from the sky is amazing. Hazy and smokey. It's a bit freaky to land here.

I am on a much needed break from The Kids. As soon as I had the down time all the stress came pouring out of me. I just had nothing left. I actually took a bath for the first time in months, I lit some incense, a candle, played some music...

I have so many things going on in my life. I almost feel stupid blogging anymore. I can't blog about all the things I really want to write about. I suppose it all just is as it is and will be.

Trust.