Tomorrow, I am getting on one of these
which I hate and going to Arizona. Again.
I am going to surprise my dad for Father’s Day. He thinks that he is picking up his father-in-law at the airport. Won’t he be surprised when I saunter off of the plane?
While I hate flying in itty bitty planes, am not a big fan of heat, & have never been away from Art this long in the almost 5 years we have been together….I am excited.
I wish that I could say that it was my idea, but it wasn’t. I can’t thank his wife, someone that I prefer to refer to as a friend as opposed to a step monster, for emailing last week and sharing her idea. It also sort of helps that she is paying for it:)
Just do me a favor, don’t tell Murphy. Or my dad.