Saturday we left to visit our grandson, Charlie, to celebrate his 3rd birthday. No trip is complete without a visit with our friends at TSA. For some reason the TSA seems to have their eyes on Patrice. Hardly a trip goes by without her being singled out at one of the check points for closer scrutiny. Saturday was no exception. In addition to the usual pat down she had her carry on luggage completely emptied. Does TSA know something about Patrice that has evaded me all these years? Am I married to a mole for Isis? If the security of our country involves intense investigations of a grandma of XXX years of age (I know better than using anything but XXX here), who has raised 3 wonderful children, dedicated her life to helping others, not the least of all is married to an amazing guy like me, our country is in real trouble.
Our flight was relatively comfortable except for the crying baby 2 rows behind us. I didn’t think it was possible for a baby to cry for an entire flight but this little guy proved me wrong. The one good aspect was that it wasn’t my baby who was suffering.
Arrival was uneventful. Our pilot failed to alert the flight attendants to “prepare for cross check”. I have no clue want that means but we seemed to arrive without incident in spite of his failure to prompt the crew to do their job. Upon arrival we were welcomed to SF by the crew to the best of my knowledge they were arriving at the same time as us and as my friend Gary has pointed why are they welcoming us since they are arriving too?
Sunday was a dream day. Charlie had a wonderful party at Rock N Jump. It was a pleasure watching him and his brother romp around on the trampolines. I even got to coach and root on grandma Patrice scale the climbing wall (no doubt part of her terrorist training).
We had a great weekend visiting with David, Robyn and the boys. We are now waiting for our flight home. Our 1:20 pm flight was cancelled. I assume because they didn’t have an air marshal to monitor Patrice’s activity. My boarding pass had “TSA pre check” printed on it but somehow it was deleted from Patrice’s. I need to check this woman’s background, no?
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