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So, on Monday I flew in to Baltimore, and on Wednesday I flew back here. I only knew I was going since Friday... it seemed odd to mention it here. When you tell people you're going for a funeral, I dunno... it makes them feel like they can't mention anything that was happy or entertaining? Like they have to cheer you up? I didn't want to bring it up, is it necessary on LJ, but at the same time, not bringing it up feels like a denial. So. It was for my uncle. More than anything, I'm worried about his wife... I can't imagine what she's feeling now.
My flight back into MN was crap. Too many delays and an unplanned transfer through Chicago, the worst airport. I was really happy to be home last night... my Simba and my kittens missed me. God, I love being a father of three. ♥ Time to go home... dinner awaits! (After reading through my f-list, I really want to cook some X-mas cookies or something... but I know I won't.)