Is it just me, or does anyone else have “Oh Sandy” from Grease stuck in their head thanks to the giant monster hurricane headed our way? As annoying as that is, I might just have to ditch my original Halloween costume plan for the sexy number above. Think it’s waterproof? Knowing me, I’d probably squeak while I walked. WHY-iy-iy-iyyyy?
Although the weather sucks (and the power keeps flickering), I’m lucky to be in Baltimore today instead of stranded in the Nashville airport. My mom and I spent a much-needed mother-daughter weekend together while she gave a speech and presentation at a conference for Tennessee school librarians just outside of Nashville. They put us up at the beautiful hotel where the conference was, and we enjoyed room service wine and a day off from work. Her heartfelt 30-minute speech was truly inspiring, and plenty of people let her know. Librarians in general are wonderful people. Southern librarians perhaps even more so. They were so genuinely friendly and welcoming to the point where I self-consciously wondered if I came off as friendly enough. I might technically be below the Mason-Dixon line, but we Marylanders can be a bunch of Yankees. Oddly enough, I pick up a southern accent very easily.
The second half of the weekend was spent visiting family we hadn’t seen in three whole years. It’s weird that you can go so long without seeing people you’re related to. And considering how much time had passed, our visit was way too short. Much of Sunday was spent monitoring the weather and our flight status. Turns out, ours was the last flight to Baltimore that wasn’t canceled. Had we booked a later flight, we’d still be in Nashville until at least tomorrow morning. Even as we boarded the plane, I wasn’t convinced we’d make it all the way home. The connecting flight from Baltimore to Providence had already been canceled, and right before we were supposed to take off, someone apparently just up and got off the plane, and the crew had to check that out “for security reasons.” I suspect this had some people spooked, as another guy picked up his stuff and made his way off the plane, too. Everyone applauded when the plane FINALLY started moving, and again when the plane made touchdown in Baltimore after some dicey turbulence.
me and the family
Now I’m soaking up yet another day off from work thanks to Sandy. But I’m not literally soaking. Yet.
Now for an announcement:
Baltimore Sun is hosting the fourth annual Mobbies awards for bloggers, and Witty Title Here is in the running for Best Personal Blog and Best Photography Blog. I’ll post more about the Mobbies this week (which might include some incentive), but you can get in your vote early by clicking here. Vote daily, and for both categories! Stay safe and dry!
Gah, I’m keeping up with the whole storm online, and according to weather.com you are in the THICK of it. Stay safe, m’dear! Sending some extreme LA dryness your way =]
Ah, thank you! We lucked out. Nothing but high winds and some power flickering inland. The coast was not so lucky.
Oh my gosh, the story of your flight home – as a nervous flyer I would have been terrified. Glad you made it home safely
Love the Sandy costume idea…there are plenty of faux leather leggings around right now too
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It was forsurrious ridiculous. People were yelling at the guy to sit down. Claustrophobia was setting in. And THEN the flight attendant made me and my mom chug our wine when the flight started getting bumpy!
Well, I’m from Seattle and when I lived in the South, my friends told me that my accent softened and I still find myself saying y’all.
“Y’all” is just so easy to hang onto. It’s a comfortable word. I like it.