2 posts tagged “in-laws”

My inlaws decided to visit this past week.  They showed up around 11pm on Monday, and left Friday at about 9am.

I started my trip Monday at 5am, and got home Friday at 1pm.

I completely missed my inlaws.

Now ordinarily, I guess, for most people this would be great.  But me, well, I actually like them.  They're good people, and, well, the parents of the woman I married.  I'm actually kinda disappointed.  Mostly because my father-in-law thinks I'm the cat's meow and makes me feel pretty good about myself.  Sometimes it's almost embarassing.  I do enjoy visiting with them, and it makes me a little disappointed that they were in my house for a week and I didn't get to see them at all.

Speaking of parents, I haven't seen mine in over a year.  They came out to visit us in Phoenix in October 2005, and we took them up to the Grand Canyon.  It would be nice if they'd come out to see us, but in my line of work, there's no guarantee that I'd even be home to hang out with them.  They really need to move out of that God-forsaken wasteland called the "Pacific Northwest" and get back to the East Coast.  Honestly, how can anyone stand all that depression-soaked hippiness?  You have to be high to live up there...that's the only way you can tolerate it without blowing your head off.  The last time I talked to my dad, even he said that all the gray days sometimes made him depressed.  I have to admit, on a sunny day, it is a beautiful area.  The problem is that those sunny days come about once every 2 weeks.  I would love it if they moved to, say, Arizona.  They liked it when they came to visit, and I'm sure they'd like living there, just as long as they didn't live in Phoenix.  That place is a mess.  But Tucson, I think that would be OK.  I'd even be OK with them moving to Florida.  I mean, c'mon, they are getting up there.  My mom just turned 51 last week.

It's nice to be home.  The road gets old after a while.

Have I mentioned that I hate early reports?

I'm in Hilton Head, South Carolina. It was actually a nice day here, as compared to the rest of the east coast.  I think it was 55 degrees when we landed at 2.  I walked over to the grocery store and bought a sandwich.  The hotel here has a bike for which we (pilots) have the combination, and I thought about going for a ride, but it was just a tad bit chilly for that.  Maybe next time.

Jeannie's parents are on their way to the apartment now.  I think they'll be there within the hour.  I spent yesterday cleaning out the other bedroom and emptying boxes.  Most of the stuff has been "organized" into the closets.  We were going to buy a nice futon to put in there, and we still might, but yesterday we just didn't have the time.  Or the money.  There are some really nice futons out there with innerspring mattresses and everything, but they're expensive.  I think we're looking at about $600.  Maybe I'll look around on the internet.  We've also thought about buying a mattress and box spring, replacing ours, and moving our mattress/boxspring to the other bedroom.  That would be cheaper, but a queen size bed takes up so much room, making a futon much more practical.  But our mattress is really starting to sag in the middle, and it will need to be replaced soon.  Dilemmas, dilemmas.

Anyway, as I was saying, her parents will be there very shortly.  It would be kind of nice if I was there, but I think it's also nice that I'm not.  They can get some quality time together before I get home on Wednesday.

Switching gears, this airline has officially pissed me off.  They called me out for a 3-day trip, with total flight time for the trip under 10 hours.  That's less than 4 hours a day.  I get paid for at least 4 hours a day, but I also want the flight time.  I'm only flying 2 legs tomorrow.  That's ridiculous.  I want to know who built this line so I can punch them in the face.

Enough ranting.  I've got a 5am report tomorrow.  Have I mentioned how I feel about early reports?  ;o)