My life has been quite the whirlwind lately with the amount of travel that I have been doing. It is hard to be away from Mr. Potts, our pets, my munchkins & my mama, but I realize that this new position is really setting the stage for my next career move. Which should be a fairly big one. But NOT for quite a while!
When I come home, I tend to want to veg & relax. Catch up with Mr. Potts. Play with Hayden. Brush Pepe Cat (hairy monster that he is). See the munchkins.
There's no place like home.
My patience level may be a little frayed from being gone - not to mention that I've never had much of it anyway.
We went Saturday afternoon to see Mama & the munchkins. Driving along the interstate we saw a wall of traffic ahead of us. I shuddered (Mr. Potts was driving & we both agree that I'm the better driver) and then released a sigh of relief. We'd be getting off at the exit before the traffic stopped.
I realized then that we had a tournament in town. I realize that tournaments are a good thing for the city. They generate revenue, hotel occupancy is up, restaurant business is up.
BUT
There's no place like home...unless a tournament is in town.
They also congest my city's streets with drivers who aren't sure where they're going. Making right turns from left lanes.
Sitting in the middle of the intersection & blocking traffic (and my ability to use the cross-walk) because they didn't wait for the next green light.
They are rude & loud, shoving past people to get where they want to go.
Heaven help them if they ever shoved, jostled or were rude to my Mama. Or the Munchkins. Talk about a Mama Bear coming out! Leigh Anne Tuohy has nothing on me.
So Mr. Potts & I did what any smart Charlottean did this weekend. Stayed the hell out of uptown.
We went to one of our local places for Cuban food.
We thanked God that the people in town for the tournament had no interest in our little neighborhood.
We enjoyed our dinner & our night together.
While Mama Bear stayed under wraps.
I guess we all should be thankful for that!
When I come home, I tend to want to veg & relax. Catch up with Mr. Potts. Play with Hayden. Brush Pepe Cat (hairy monster that he is). See the munchkins.
There's no place like home.
My patience level may be a little frayed from being gone - not to mention that I've never had much of it anyway.
We went Saturday afternoon to see Mama & the munchkins. Driving along the interstate we saw a wall of traffic ahead of us. I shuddered (Mr. Potts was driving & we both agree that I'm the better driver) and then released a sigh of relief. We'd be getting off at the exit before the traffic stopped.
I realized then that we had a tournament in town. I realize that tournaments are a good thing for the city. They generate revenue, hotel occupancy is up, restaurant business is up.
BUT
There's no place like home...unless a tournament is in town.
They also congest my city's streets with drivers who aren't sure where they're going. Making right turns from left lanes.
Sitting in the middle of the intersection & blocking traffic (and my ability to use the cross-walk) because they didn't wait for the next green light.
They are rude & loud, shoving past people to get where they want to go.
Heaven help them if they ever shoved, jostled or were rude to my Mama. Or the Munchkins. Talk about a Mama Bear coming out! Leigh Anne Tuohy has nothing on me.
So Mr. Potts & I did what any smart Charlottean did this weekend. Stayed the hell out of uptown.
We went to one of our local places for Cuban food.
We thanked God that the people in town for the tournament had no interest in our little neighborhood.
We enjoyed our dinner & our night together.
While Mama Bear stayed under wraps.
I guess we all should be thankful for that!
