Let's Do This Like Brutus!

Getting up at 1:00 in the morning is harder than staying up until 1:00 in the morning. We had to, though, to get to the airport in time to pick Pooka up on her return from California. Thankfully, Hubs is very good at staying up late, so that's what he did. He stayed up and let me sleep, then drove down to the airport. We listened to standup comedy the whole way. Good times.

Pooka's flight arrived ten minutes early, much to my delight, and I got good hugs once she got off the plane. Little monkey had to borrow an additional carry-on bag from my mother just to fit all of her loot. We got her baggage in a lot less time than I'm used to. The airport up in the Queen City is deathly slow by comparison. 

From the airport, we shuffled off to a nearby hotel for breakfast at their little restaurant with the previously mentioned potential Intended Parents. Food was good, but truth be told, the company was the best part. Turns out Mum and I have a lot in common, and we operate very similarly. Dad and Hubs seem to share some personality traits too.

We talked for the better part of three hours, about nearly everything under the sun. Well, not really, but we covered all the important stuff and then some. There was a lot of laughing. Hubs, Pooka and I were very imoressed. Mum and Dad are very easy to get along with and very likeable. Needless to say, by the end of our visit we agreed to have The Agency draw up a contract.

So, come December/January if all goes well, I should be on a new adventure with two parents instead of just one.