...my true love gave to me, airports and a home! the end of the year wrap up was busier than expected. school parties, staff vs kids kickball game, getting everything packed, well you get the picture. i am currently sitting in newark airport, blogging from my ohsosmart phone. hence the lack of proper capitalization, paragraphing, and a slew of punctuation not available on my mobile blogging site. oh well! i left la right from school and i am getting ready to hop on flight number three. there is yet to be a smooth ride. first flight i moved to a middle seat so a kid could sit by his dad. nope, not that nice. they offered me free drinks. second flight a woman literally freaked out. she ran out of her seat and threw herself on the floor beside me screaming "i need to get off of this plane!" that set us back a bit which made me miss my connecting flight from newark to buffalo. i am not happy about missing nephew nates christmas show, or being able to shake the tamborine like a fairy hippy chick with my dad this morning, but i have my im going home to relax shield on. all these issues bounce off. sadly, i seem to be in the minority. i have heard multiple people yell, name call, and belittle the employees at the airport. tis the season to be...jolly? im not a huge fan of many christmas traditions but i have to say the tradition of taking out stress on strangers doing the best they can to get the job done is one of my least favorite. breathe easy folks...you will get the overly priced jewelry or big shiny piece of electronics you have been waiting for. i cant post a picture but i do have a book for just this very occassion. on this tenth day of christmas, i suggest fly away home by eve bunting. this book tells the story of a boy and his father. they are homeless and live in the airport. yes, this was written before nine eleven. the story tells how they try to remain unnoticed, how they bathe in the bathroom, sleep sitting up, etc. the story also highlights the boys emotions as he tries to process his life. better than the streets...anger at those people who get to live in houses. what makes them better than he and his dad? i think if you are getting a gift for someone this holiday season maybe fly away home should be the one. lets all remember to be truly thankful for what we have. and then take a deep breath and keep on going.