Monday, December 10, 2007

Coming home.

Back from a fabulous trip in the USA. It was pretty hard to come back to France. But, of course, I came back or TH would've been pissed.

Due to my terrible luck with international travel, I had a 6+ hour layover in freezing Chicago. It really was freezing. And covered in snow. It was gorgeous, but freezing. Have I already mentioned that? I used to live in Chicago so it was a treat to have this layover. My wonderful friend, Alicia, picked me up and took me into the city. We visited with friends, ate my fav cake from Chicago, reminisced. It was so much fun. Before going back to the airport, we met up with some more friends for an early dinner at a Chicago brewery in my old 'hood. Dear readers, we met at 5 pm, and the area was already infested with drunk people. Us old people, couldn't understand it. There must of been a pub crawl happening because most of the drunks were wearing some pass around their necks. While eating "dinner", we lucked out and had some pub crawlers sit next to us...yelling, screaming, singing at the tops of their lungs. One of them asked me if her coat was her coat and my coat was my coat because someone stole her coat so she didn't know what coat she was wearing blah blah blah. That's the 2nd time someone thought I stole their coat in Chicago. The four of us felt pretty old sitting next to these "kids". But, we were once like that too while we were all living in Chicago. No, mom, I never drank alcohol.

While laid over in Copenhagen, someone from my hometown (who I probably haven't seen in 12+ years) walked by me with his mom. We weren't friends or anything so I didn't stop him, but it just goes to show you what a small world it really is.

Last night, while relaxing with TH after my long journey home, I went into the kitchen for something and came across about 9 unintentional science experiments. TH recently bought bananas, but failed to notice that he placed them on top of 6 rotting tomatoes and one rotting bell pepper. Then I opened up the refrigerator. More surprises for me. I came across the remainder of a rotting cucumber (I started eating it before I left on my trip) plus one moldy beet. So I asked how he didn't see these vegetables getting old and incredibly disgusting. His response was that he was sick during the time I was gone. Understandable, but did he not open the refrigerator during the entire 3 weeks of my absence?! After seeing our kitchen, one might have thought that the apartment was person-less during those several weeks. Men.

7 comments:

Bolder said...

I've come home to some interesting science projects, too... and makes me wonder if he really can't see them, doesn't want to deal with them, or simply never sees them because he eats out the whole time I'm gone. I think that it will forever remain a mystery!

Victoria said...

sorry we didn't get to meet up! next time.

The Late Bloomer said...

Sounds like something my boy would do! I swear, what is it with them not noticing when a piece of fruit or a vegetable goes bad?! It's like they're completely oblivious, or they figure it will just "disappear" on its own (or get up and walk away!)... Ha ha -- I'll second that one, MEN!!

Mim said...

The world IS Small...we took a weekend trip to Dublin, from Paris, and while waiting to meet a friend, met up with a friend of our son's. She was shocked to see us, and we her. Dublin was cold, like Chicago! Except no snow, just a lot of rain & wind. I kept saying...this is windy, like Chicago (where I grew up.)No science projects in our 'fridge' when we returned home from 5 weeks away, also, no food. Aaagh, need to shop. Happy hanukah!

Karen said...

WELCOME BACK! Well shoot, I had my welcome back gift all ready to give to you but it looks like your husband beat me to the punch.

dephal said...

Welcome back to France!

Hey, you know that tea I have on my recent blog entry? Have you seen that on the grocery shelves or is it obscure and hard to find even in France?

Reb said...

Before I left this last time, I purposely emptied the fridge since that always happened in the past. Makes you wonder what they eat, or if they eat at all, without us!