Thanksgiving recap, part the first

So. Thanksgiving weekend.

We have this tradition (of sorts) that involves us seeing parents on alternate holidays – we see mine on Christmas and the husband’s on Thanksgiving, and then we’ll switch for the next year. This year we went to Baltimore for turkey day and although it was a short trip, it was a pleasant one. I am very fond of his family.

We flew, because driving up there from the ATL is only worth it if you stay a week. As it was, we had Wednesday to Sunday, and I planned on catching up with a friend who was in town to see her family on Wednesday, so that day was out for driving. Mostly I hate flying. I used to like it, back when you didn’t have to disrobe to get on a plane, and you were pretty sure your checked luggage would get to you on time, and you could carry on a pretty decent amount of stuff without paying for it, as long as it wasn’t too heavy. Remember that time? When Delta offered peanuts OR cookies OR pretzels? That was a good time.

This time I had to remove my jacket and earrings and bracelets and belt and shoes before going through the little metal detector. This time the bag I have always been able to carry on cost me $20 to check, although I was informed that if I did it online, I could save $5 (big deal). So I gave the lady my $20 and my bag and as a result going through security was a little better (but not at all, because i still had to remove my belt).

But that’s not part of the holiday, so I won’t dwell on it. The bag made it to Baltimore like it should have, and we went on home, after eating dinner at the Honeybee Diner in Glen Burnie, and going to a Walgreen’s in Glen Burnie, which was full of the weirdest people ever (the Walgreen’s, not Glen Burnie in general, though it is pretty weird).

I’m still peeved about the $20, though. I blogged on LJ from the airplane since Delta gave me free wifi to do so, only I completely squandered my chance, and only blogged about blogging. I am just that lame.

About HappyGoth

By day, I'm a graphic designer. By night, I'm a knitter. I'm doing my part to keep Hotlanta stylish. I imagine that if you don't already understand the title of the blog, you're probably confused and perhaps slightly annoyed, but never fear - I do have a reason (and it's a good one). Having gone to hear Stephanie Pearl McPhee, and then having been inspired to blog about knitting, I found myself wondering what to call the blog. I recalled a conversation I had with Mouse and the Chicken Goddess about why it is a Bad Idea to anger knitters - this conversation was following SPM, aka the Yarn Harlot telling the assembled throng about Those Who Do Not Understand Knitting and Therefore Belittle It Much to the Chagrin of Others, or TWDNUKTBMCO, which is not the acronym she used but is the one I'm using because I forgot hers - that is, we are numerous and we all have very pointy sticks, easily transforming into an angry mob. Therefore, knitters = angry mob.
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