Do they know it is Christmas time?

The screamers are in the bathtub. Normally, they may be known as Peanut and Macaroni - but I have a headache and am almost out of whiskey. Hence, screamers.

I have no idea where dinner is, but my biggest concern is the status of the Jack Daniels. Apparently someone thought there was "enough" - that's just faulty thinking and bad planning. I'm flying in across America. I can't do everything.

Yesterday we arrived at the airport and discovered approximately 2000 people waiting in line at the US Airways terminal. I guess there was some type of technical problem as all the monitors were displaying Os and 1s and none of the self-serve kiosks were working. We arrived pretty early - about two hours before our flight and there was no way we were going to make it.

Luckily, Deeps was with me and while I held a place in the giant 2000+ people line he scouted around for another line or at least some information. We still never figured out what happened, but we did eventually find a self-serve e-Ticket line and made it through in about an hour. We made the flight, which turned out to be delayed and ended up only being about 40 minutes late for Christmas. A new personal record.

Right now, I'm listening to the screamers let loose as their mother picks bits of macaroni out of their hair. Apparently wearing your dinner on your head is the new eating.

Also - did I mention the headache?

Yikes.

The good news is, I've been assured that there will be a Christmas poker game and everyone is playing. Huzzah!

Merry Christmas.

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