.....a glorious view outside my window was spent worrying so. but, i put my big girl pants on, and flew to vegas. and i flew back. made it there and back in one piece. rest assured however, it was not easy. especially since the fam came with me to the airport, at my request and all, but perhaps not my best idea. none the less, i boarded flight 3120 and headed west into the friendly skies vegas bound. shed a few tears, perhaps a few too many, enjoyed a delicious miller lite courtesy of the southwest flight attendant that i am certain thought i was c.r.a.z.y. and had myself a grand old time in las vegas.
however, no part of my trip came close to getting back to these littles patiently waiting for me at home. home. sweet. home.
