So, the travel woes first. Automated phone message the day before that leg two was cancelled and moved to Christmas morning with leg three still being Christmas Eve. Interesting. Got rescheduled by phone, now arriving at 6:30 instead of 12:30, while looking at my web search of possible alternatives that the agent said she couldn't find. Right. Got to Chicago fine, ran to Northwest Gate to get boarding passes but United hadn't ticketed so back the full length of the terminal to get ticketed and then back to NWA to get boarding passes. "Oh, I can get you out in 45 minutes," she said. But couldn't change the 6:30 to an earlier leg three so I was double-booked for leg three. Got out on earlier flight for leg two but too late for earlier leg three. NWA then thought that it was their fault so I got 2000 miles and a $10 food voucher in Detroit, and on standby for next flight out. I actually got on and got to Mom's at 3:30 instead of the original 12:30, rescheduled 1:30 and rescheduled 6:30. Whew! Called Mom so many times that day that she just about went crazy. Coming back there were minor burps but I am back in my own bed again.
It was a good Christmas visit. The first one that all the kids were home, except my one BIL, since Dad died 15 months ago. I just couldn't go back last year. This year was okay. Lots of discussion, good and not-so-smooth, but Mom is doing just fine and got lots more smoothed and transitioned and written down for Mom and all. She is feeling a little bombarded by my other BIL that lives nearby, but that is working out. Transitions take time and can be bumpy.
Everyone liked their quilts. Hard to gauge the excitement of everyone in the midst of the gift opening chaos but my sister has hers up at work already, Mom's is hanging in the living room, everybody loved Grandma's, (what is it about hummingbirds), my nephew, 18 and a senior, actually gave me a hug and thanked me twice, and lots of questions and oohs and aahs about the woven baskets, (never again), where I got the pattern for my Aunt's "boob" quilt, (a weather vane in a catalog), and my embellishments. My niece likes hers but her room is now green so pink and purple are a bit off but then it did take me twelve years to finish it. My one BIL really liked his fish and wondered where I actually found a pattern. He will probably hang it in his home office. My other sister doesn't know where she will hang her's but likes the poppies since she is a Georgia O'keefe fan. Don't know about other BIL yet. My yoiungest sister kept thinking that I needed to get luggage but I told her that my roll-on was all I had. She kept asking where my gifts were. I kept telling her not to worry, she would see and understand later. As you can imagine, there is no way in Hades that I was going to check baggage with all those quilts in it. I even had a back-up plan to put the quilts in a separate carry-on if I had to check the baggage.
So, I am home, starting another quilt that needs to be done by May for a retirement gift, and lining up several unfinished projects to finish. It is nice to have some shelf space and fewer projects staring at me. Trying to enjoy the last few days before school starts again on Monday. Hardly a moment to rest.
Hope all of you had a good holiday. I quickly scanned the posts from when I was gone. Seemed a bit quiet but in a good way. Best to everyone.
Steven Alaska