Airports aren't much fun.
Let me revise that: airports are lots of fun if you are the one going somewhere interesting,
or greeting someone with hugs and squeals. But for saying goodbye? I'm not a fan.
That having been clarified, on a 1-10 scale of not-fun, I'd have to give today's 'ta-ta, see ya later' mission a sturdy five, which is probably as good as it gets.
Although it was not a happy experience, waving the fam off on their way back to Europe was still about a hundred thousand times less traumatic than when I left Zurich last September.
That one was a negative 20.
On that occasion I had to walk through the gates with Miss J sobbing and crying
'Aunty Sara, DON'T LEAVE ME!'. Awful! If I didn't have The Programmer waiting for me at home, I'm 99.9% sure I would have just ditched the flight and stayed. No visa, no job.. whatever.
This time we were all prepared for a scene, but in fact it went quite calmly. I think Miss J just hates being left behind. When it's her doing the leaving, she's too busy feeling the adventure in her bones.
|We were having a 'Monster High' party, hence stripey hair.|
Rather than sit around having 'empty nest syndrome', we elected to crack open a nice,
organic feijoa wine from Lothlorien.
Kiwi's. When it comes to this wine.. if you haven't, you must.
I wasn't up to any complicated cooking, so dinner was one of my 'go to' meals: a warm vege salad with a little blue cheese (left over from pizza night) and a few pieces of pan seared grass-fed beef.
There are some mixed beans in there somewhere too. The dressing is basic balsamic / olive oil.
In the next few days I've got a few things to tick off the to-do, including finishing up a creative project that was supposed to be finished for my Grandmother's 80th, on 1st March (sorry, Grandma!), formulating a new encapsulated product (or, more correctly re-formulating a powdered product to fit into a casule) and designing a pre-conception nutrition questionnaire.
I haven't forgotten the 'how essential is breakfast anyway?' post either. That one should be up tomorrow, even if what I found was not what I was expecting, and perhaps hoping, to find!
Happy hump day, readers. I hope it was a great one!
(hump day = Wednesday. Everyone knows that, right?)