Month: December 2017

jet lag lite

I can’t really complain because it’s been an almost seamless transition to opposite time (or we could call it the Upside Down, like in Stranger Things). It’s a 12 hours time change between California and Abu Dhabi, flipping our schedules completely on their heads.

But it’s day four and I was awake at 4:30 this morning because the little people in the house were also wide awake at 4:30am. We’ll see how that comes back to bite me later in the day. Ouch! (I endured and made it through the afternoon sleepy time, but then fell asleep during The Last Jedi — fun movie, but the reclining, lay flat seats made for sweet sleep. No regrets.)It’s a wee bit chilly here. I actually had to get out my ID card to scrape the ice off the windshield before heading out for morning coffee. It may have started as frost, but in my desert naïveté I thought using the sprayer on the windshield wipers would clear it up. Nope, I managed to ice over the entire windshield and just made things worse.Yes, it’s a Starbucks party. I can’t help it. It’s so much cheaper here. I usually make the 3 kids all share one Venti, but today I was feeling flush. #heybigspenderWe are loving our extra time with Calvin!

Driving Miss Robin

Ah, this is the life. Being chauffeured around Santa Cruz by my baby. He gets to fight traffic while I get to talk to him, send texts to the family, and write this blog post. We’ve come a long way since those early drives where I was hanging on for dear life hoping we weren’t going to fall off the edge of the road.

We’ve been here less than 24 hours and it’s already been worth every second of the million minutes it took to get here. Calvin and I went to coffee, shopped at the mall, and laughed at my amazement at the excess of stuff! and choices! and cheapness! of everything at Target. It’s our first Christmas in America in 8 years and I felt like an immigrant seeing it for the first time.

It’s great to be back with my baby, but getting to enjoy him rather than mom him. Lucky me!!

Freezing in America

Supposedly it’s 80 here. We’re not feeling it. Puffy jackets on top of sweatshirts and I wish they’d turn off the AC in the airport waiting room. Almost home!

Minimal sleep over the past 2 days has made everyone a bit crazy. One short flight left. Happy we get to see Calvin soon!