Not in a New York state of mind.

Maybe I am.  Mentally, but not physically.

Long story.

Let's see...how can I elaborate?

I go to the airport yesterday evening.  Not a cloud in the sky. Dallas calls and informs me of a HUGE storm hitting Washington (where he is) the game is delayed, 30 mph winds, it's hitting New York when I am supposed to land. It is going to pour all weekend long. Great.

I go ahead as scheduled.  Check in.  Check my bag.  My flight is delayed an hour.  I hear whispers at my gate of bad weather all weekend.  The weather channel says 100 percent chance of storms all weekend.  Dallas calls and says they may not get out of DC tonight.  Plus, he will spend Friday at the field, have a rainout and probably a doubleheader Saturday.  No time together, rain, stress.

He never freaks out.  It's always me.  I wear the worry hat in this family.  I had never seen him so worried.  He was worried about losing me, Reese having no mother.  I found myself texting him: raise Reese like a princess and remarry someone heavier than me.  

Drama.

We have a lot of it.  So, I went with my gut.  Got my bag.  Headed home to Reesie cup.  Of course, their game in DC was cancelled and they flew in earlier that night.  Figures.  I was so looking forward to NY.  It's my favorite trip.  I used to fly in a day early just to shop and walk the city.  Plus, I had made such good friends with the wives and we were all meeting up. Summer called and we were so sad.  We had plans. It was set up to be a great trip.  There is a reason, I'm sure.  I think it's all becoming clear...Dallas called this morning with  flu like symptoms and thinks he has the 24 hour bug that the clubhouse is passing around.  Reese woke up with a fever and we headed to the doctor.  Michelle could not believe how much Reese had grown!  Reese is ok.  It's just a teething fever.  Her i teeth are coming in.  She could not believe the amount of teeth Reese has.  She already has her two year molars. Good...she can eat anything!  So, I'm here.  I get to hang with the chick and catch up on my much needed editing. Maybe I needed the rest.  Maybe I was going to get busted scalping my game ticket....who knows.  I do know one thing.  Dallas' girls will be waiting on his arrival Sunday night.  The countdown begins.

I'll post again later...