As I mentioned earlier this week, Caroline and I are leaving today for Los Angeles for a volleyball tournament. Funny thing is, I thought it was a big deal if we drove across the river to North Little Rock for a football game back in my day. Now we’re going across country. Wow.
Awfully glad Southwest Airlines is driving this carpool for me.
But that’s not the big news … this is:
I made dinner for my family to have when they get home tonight.
Now I know a lot of you are like … huh? That’s not big news. But let me assure you, it is for me.
I also know a lot of you have casseroles in your freezer for occasions such as this. But I don’t. Besides the fact that frozen casseroles gross me out, I have never, ever thought far enough ahead to actually do something like that.
It’s MINUTE BY MINUTE for me people.
Literally, I’m doing good to run out of my house with my ticket and luggage … and if you think I’m kidding, I’m totally not.
I have some pretty spectacular “I can’t believe I made it” airport stories including one last fall where I sent Bill a text saying “just landed in Dallas” while he was still on the phone with Southwest Airlines explaining that I was stuck in Houston traffic. I literally sat down on my flight and we took off. And believe me … if I had taken the time to let Bill know I made it … well I wouldn’t have made it.
So anyway … I wanted it recorded here for posterity, that on this day, March 25, 2009, I, Darla Baerg, made a meal for my family when I was leaving town.
After 19 1/2 years I might be starting to get the hang of this whole wife thing.
We’ll see. It might just be a once in a lifetime thing.
Kind of like getting to take your daughter to California!
Now if I can just remember my ticket and luggage!