So I am back...yes its true. The Fairy is back home. Like Beanie I wasn't going to cry...I failed. I cried, she cried, Daniel cried (I think that was because he was getting squashed between us hugging though!) I walked through passport control still crying, I got to the gate, still crying, I stopped for a while while waiting to board and a guy from New Zealand starting talking to me so I was ok for a while but the tears were there threatening to fall. I boarded, no tears..we took off...I cried. People must have thought I was mental but did I care...nope!
The flight was weird to say the least. I couldn't sleep (had about 4 hours in total over the 30 hour flight), was upset, read 455 pages of my new book, listened to CD's, watched crappy films (I even sucummbed to the Mariah Carey hit 'Glitter' thinking it would help me sleep but no I ended up watching it all!). I left Australia at 3.10 Friday afternoon, I arrived at San Francisco at 9am Friday morning and got to London at 7am on Saturday morning. Time zones are bastards!
Saturday was basically spent washing, cleaning my room and trying to stay awake. Although I did receive flowers from a mystery Valentine and I have no clue who from! Which was nice, but now me and the wife keep looking at them going "who sent the flowers??"!
Sunday we sat around, watched videos and TV, ate pizza and Ali ran around saying "Oh.My.God!" a lot....nice to know some things don't change!
So now I am back to work and unfortunately it feels like I haven't been away! I have to go do some work now but before I go I just have to say..
Beanie - I had a fab time, can't wait to see you again. Big hugs to you and Daniel, and tell hubby that I am very disappointed at his lack of insults at the airport!
Effel, if you mail me your address then I will send you your boomerang and I promise not to stalk you!
And Kimmy, Unfortunately the kangaroo was confiscated. He is still in Oz.....sorry!!