It’s turkey time
Ah-O. This morning’s snow, while more wet than icy, was evidently bad enough to cause 2 hour delays at the airports. Forecast for tomorrow morning is even more bleak, with winds of up to 40 miles/hr.
Biting my fingers, and hoping fervently that it will not be a repeat of last year’s struggle to fly to DC. Then, the day before Thanksgiving saw our first and one of the heaviest snow falls in a while. I remember sitting impatiently on the plane, while every 20 minutes or so, the pilot would appear over the intercom to report the mechanics’ progress of ‘de-freezing the plane’. I was lucky - after three hours’ delay, we finally took off. I had friends whose flights that were scheduled for later in the evening cancelled, as the entire airport shut down.
So this year, I’m keeping my fingers crossed. After months of sweet anticipation of my aunt’s succulent turkey, and all those Thanksgiving goodies, I will not stand to see my plans thwarted by inclement weather. Aye, what bravado. Of course I am at its complete mercy. But it would totally suck though, to have to drag myself out of bed at the ungodly hour of 4am, drive my sorry ass to the airport, only to be told of more flight delays…
But mmm, TURKEY. Nikki, Yannie & Yuri… shucks that you guys won’t be able to go this year. Sure would have been fun! Ah well, cheers to you, and we’ll drink some wine on your behalf. 
