Day One: Oh the travel travails!

Of course, the morning we were packing to leave, our journey started with a fabulous omen. SOMEBODY BACKED INTO MY CAR while it was parked in front of the house. To make it even worse, she was very nice and had a cast on her leg, so I didn't even get to whinge about it.

Then after filling my cat with 100 mL of saline to make sure she didn't wither into a little prunecat, I was treated to Andrew's inevitable pre-trip anxiety, which I attempted to cure by spritzing him gently with a spray bottle while dancing around like a crazy monkey. Didn't work. He can get really grumpy when he's moist.

I think we packed too much because Andrew had to use some sort of grease to get the suitcases into the back of the hybrid. I had already tried three different arrangements, to no avail, but then he tried and voila, there they were, sardined in. Every once in awhile, he is like a god to me.

Getting through security was fabulous because Andrew is also a godhead to United (again, no chance to whinge!). The best part was Andrew got sniffed in the big sniffy machine. He had this bemused look on his face the whole time, as if to say, "Ha, stupid TSA people! I have never been within 100 feet of any illicit substances!" (Of course, we all know explosives are another issue. But I shouldn't be typing that in an airport.)

So now we are waiting in the Red Carpet Club for our plane to board. It has already been delayed an hour, which means we'll miss our connection in London to Edinburgh. It's not a huge deal, because flights run hourly, but we're crossing our fingers that the flight isn't delayed any further. And yes! This is the purrrrfect opportunity to WHINGE! As a couple, we are quite good at whinging. In fact, it just may be our superpower. :)

More soon! Hugs and Kisses!