November 1, 2006

• Hello from Stephenville.  It is late, and I just got home from work.  I just love these 13 hour teaching days.  Yeah!  Right!  Anyway, I just wanted to let everyone know that we are okay.

  Monday was bizarre.  After teaching all day, I raced to DFW (as fast as one can race through bumper-to-bumper multi-lane-parking-lot-on-the-freeway rush hour traffic) where I raced in to find out where Lorraine was since her plane had come in early according to the electronic monitors.  Finally, I found an actual person who I could TALK to -- who listened patiently and politely as I frantically (or maybe not) explained that I needed to find my poor little lost darling daughter who was obviously lost in the vast expanses of DFW airport.  After asking me when the plane was to arrive (and having been hysterically [or maybe not]) told), this nice man was able somehow to keep his composure as he told me that the plane would be arriving shortly -- since I had arrived an hour early.  [Yes, I had taught all day, and met many appointments -- but still I somehow got my time change changed.  I felt very much like Gilda Radner's old SNL Roseanna Roseanna-Danna (for you old fogeys out there) as I meekly replied, "Oh, never mind...  And thank you."

  A short time later, a radiant Rainey arrived, so we raced to the exit of DFW -- where we sat for a few minutes as she searched for the parking stub I had given her for safe keeping.  Finally, she found it where she had stuck it so she wouldn't lose it so she could find it easily so we could quickly get on the road to Love Field in Dallas.  We laughed "gleefully" (i.e. ruefully) for a moment as I paid, and then raced on into the bumper-to-bumper multi-lane-parking-lot-on-the-freeway rush hour traffic on the way on into Dallas.  Almost to Love Field, the phone rang -- with Stephi asking where we were.  She was at the baggage claim READY TO GET ON HOME.  A short time later, we were whooping and hollering together and loading up to go racing back into the bumper-to-bumper multi-lane-parking-lot-on-the-freeway rush hour traffic back to Stephenville.  Spotty rain (with none in Stephenville, of course) made the drive even more exciting, but traffic had cleared out some by the time we reached Weatherford.  The girls were excited and hyperactive at being back in the States.

  Lorena is apparently doing great, and we will call her tonight.  I have to go right now to pick up Stephi, and I will try to get back on here some tomorrow.  The world has actually stopped spinning a bit (and that little inner ear experience made the drive even more exciting...)  All is well, though.  Thanks for your thoughts and prayers....

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