Coffee? Tea? Me?

Blah. I'm sitting in the airport, waiting to head back to reality. Mr. Kiss left early this morning, fully intending to relieve the 'rents for bedtime - but of course he had a delay and got home 2 hours late. The 'rents don't mind (so they say, I'm pretty sure it's true)...but I think they'll stay one more night instead of heading home right away.

I - on the otherhand - will be spending my evening on an Aero-plane.

The Red Eye.

Blah.

I'm literally going from sleeping in the most luxurious bed I've EVAH slept in to a crunched up airline seat. The best I can hope for is a row of my own so I can stretch out all 62 and a quarter inches of myself.


Crossing my fingers...