In D.C

I made it. It was in question for a bit. My mother strained her back and caught a little bug and had us a little worried. Right up until my Dad called at 1650, I was in a holding pattern.

Logan was a horror. It was faster to fly to DC than to get through security at Logan. I wasn't the most cranky person in line.....what does that tell you? I was yelled at for not removing my laptop (thanks Nicole for the loaner) from it's case. Other people were hollered at for liquids. I saved 3 women from the mob, by pointing out that there was a line and they should move to the end of it...people were starting to yell at the TSA when these women mistakenly tried to merge into it.

But I'm here now......Tom arrives sometime tomorrow and we will go round the town.