Time Flies Like the Wind. Fruit Flies Like Bananas.

Where has the time gone? What day is it? What time is it?

I had to come back to work today (bleh) which DEFINITELY added some structure to the day – I had to set the alarm and get out of bed at a specific time. Not just when I woke up and felt like it. I’ve come to the conclusion that IF I ever get to retire, I will enjoy it.

Let’s see, when we last spoke M and I were getting ready to drive to Virginia to see our youngest son graduate from “A” school. It was a good trip – uneventful – and it all went very well.

We didn’t need to leave the house until around noon Thursday, but (of course) M jumped out of bed Thursday morning, ready to hit the road. I had to remind him several times Thursday morning that we weren’t leaving until noon.

The drive was one of my least favorite – I-85 through NC and VA to I-95 – which is BORING! We found a podcast and listened to Adam Sandler talk about his new movie with the writers of the movie, so that was interesting. I was surprised that M actually listened to the podcast and seemed to enjoy it. I’ve tried before to get him to listen to things like that without success.

When we got to the hotel, our son met us there and took us to a restaurant he liked for dinner. As we were waiting for our meal to arrive, M asked if we had ever been to that restaurant before. Since we’ve never been to Yorktown – no. I don’t know what prompted him to say that. Maybe it looked familiar to him.

The ceremony the next day was very special and we were both glad to have been there to see it. We got to pin new insignias on our son’s collar and I could tell M was starting to get emotional about that. After another great meal, we hit the road for home – M rode with our son in his car and I got to ride by myself. It was nice to have some peace and quiet for four hours.

And I could turn up the radio as loud as I wanted and sing “We are the champions” at full volume and no one said a word. That’s my kind of trip.

More about Christmas vacation tomorrow. Advance warning – I’ve watched enough “The Incredible Dr. Pol” on Nat Geo Wild that I believe I can diagnose milk fever in cattle and could lance an abscess, if needed. I don’t WANT to, I just believe I can.