Not Even a Little

And just like that, I'm waiting at the airport. I'm thinking about all the times, over all the years, that I have waited for one flight or another at either of the Washington airports. The answer: a lot.

On the way to the airport, A-peep jokingly asked if I miss Northern VA (she knows the answer).

Not even a little.

It was a good season while it lasted, but give me a snowy spring in Denver any day.

Speaking of home, this one has been in and out of the vet's office the past few days. <insert emoji eye roll here. Also emoji of girl holding her temples and stressing out.>

Remember how things move very quickly with bunnies? So quickly, that often by the time we even realize she's acting different, she's already pretty "sick"? Well, we and the vet think she has GI stasis, which basically means that her tummy is slowing down. She could have something stuck in it (very unlikely in her case) or it could just have slowed down for some mysterious reason (more likely in her case) and it makes her uncomfortable. Her already-large tum tum gets even larger and she gets uncomfortable.

As soon as G dropped me off at the airport on Friday morning, he took her to the vet, and she's been there, off and on, ever since. She's doing much better but we don't have the all-clear to take her home yet. We're hoping to go get her after I land so that she and I can enjoy Spring Break together. I had planned to split my grading with her.

Cross your fingers.

She hates the vets and the techs, but don't worry. She's not alone.  She has her main squeeze.

As for me, I'm kicking back in the airport, enjoying an adult beverage (or three), people watching, and reading for fun. For fun.

And replaying fun memories from the weekend.

Real talent.

Veggie kim chi! YUM.

Back to reading.