well, hello, new year!

Four of my daughters and I are starting off the new year doing something that just a year ago would have been fine, run-of-the-mill even. Normal. We're going to the airport, and getting on a flight to Florida. gasp upon gasp. It's Looney-Tunes. It's risky, it's scary, it's CRAZY. But, we mulled and thunk, and we're going. We almost didn't go. My older daughters, the nurse practitioner and the oncology nurse aren't too keen on the idea. The hospitals here are full to brimming, and people should just stay put. So it's not light-heartly that we embark on this trip, but the girls are young, they need to live, and Grandma chooses, at 91 years old and lonely, to see family, to take the chance. So as criminal as it seems, we are going. We almost didn't go. Jonathan had a pain in his lower right side, we thought it might be apendicitis. I spent the night on one couch, he another, all dressed (I slept in my jeans!), in case it got worse during the night. It got better. phew. Paul had his appendix taken out when he was a kid, so he knows to keep an eye on things, he can handle it, right? Oh, Bad Mom Award. But, we're going. Our flight leaves in a few hours, off to Orlando we go. I hope and pray we'll all be fine...:)