So, Memorial Day was the day that reality came along with a big ol' dose of "she's leaving, on a jet plane". Her flight wasn't until 3:20 pm, but with travel time and pre-loading time, we didn't have all that much time on Sunday.
More hanging out, making out, talking, breakfast, packing, Phish Food eating, next visit planning, etc. But there was always a tinge of sadness at the pending departure.
We finally got Cora packed and the car loaded, and we went off for dinner. Cora had never had a Chicago style hotdog. Yeah, I know!
Wait, what's a Chicago style hotdog? Drag it through the garden and ABSOLUTELY NO KETCHUP!
So we went to a local hotdog place, but it was closed. So, that means no Chubby Wiener for Cora.
So we went down the street to a little Chicago based chain called "Potbelly's". It's a funky, quirky little sandwich shop that is spreading across the country, and will be the next "Starbucks" but without making the same over reaching mistakes.
Then came the witching hour, and tearfully, we headed to the airport, parked, and took her bag to the Skycaps. And found out her flight was delayed for an hour! Back to the car for a little more of this… 
We are SO giving credit to Sass, the Weather Goddess, for the delay.
But eventually the time came to head back in. I stood at the end of the security lane, and watched, and waved, and blew kisses until I couldn't see her anymore. Then, off to my car to sit in the cell phone lot until her flight took off.
Well, that was the plan. Locking my keys in my car delayed those plans a little while.
But, the airport assistance, in half an hour, I was off to the cell phone lot (normally, where you park for free, and when the person you are picking up deplanes, they call you, and you meet at arrivals), where I promptly fell asleep. I awoke and kept checking the BlackBerry until her flight status changed to departed.
And I drove home thru tears.
17 comments:
No need to pixelate my good man, we're all adults here! Most of us just don't act like it...
Here is wishing you two a speedy reuniting.
No ketchup?
That's about the wrongest thing in the world. A hot dog without ketchup would be grossssssssss. At least tell me you had relish? Or something - anything - sweet on the hot dogs?
Were you guys inspecting each others eyes in the car at the airport? It's important to check for signs of cloudiness or slow dilation. Bravo for eye health!
I knew that last sentence was there, even if you didn't type it.
You 2 love puppies you...
Okay. See, I was afraid to read your post today because I was afraid it would make me cry, so I stalled as long as I could.
But it made me smile, Eric.
Thanks.
:-)
And I agree with God on the whole ketchup thing!! I'll try a Chicago style hot dog, yes, but I dunno... it sounds a bit like putting hot fudge on your spaghetti, you know? Yeesh.
A proper Chicago dog does not have ketchup. But, for sweetness, there is pickle relish (usually an un-natural "Nuclear" green) and there are ACTUAL TOMATOES on it, so ketchup is a bit of "belt and suspenders" for derivatives of the berry of the tomato plant.
Cora - Glad I didn't make you cry. I think I omitted a whole lot of the standing at the end of the security lane, kissing like mad fools until the last second.
I miss you madly, me dear.
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
You're welcome. ;)
I find it hard to believe that Cora didn't have any other opportunity for Chubby Weiners while in Chicago... Sorry, I had to do, I can't believe no one else did.
Fancy beat me to it! I'll just say that when Cora has her 1st Chubby Weiner, I want details! ; )
And dogs aren't dogs without ketchup, mustard and relish! I'm just sayin...
you two lovebirds will have to go to chubby weiners next time.
This is so sweet! Can't you both just move to be near eachother so you don't have to have these heartwrenching goodbyes? I can't take it!
geez, just marry her already. if i have to keep tearing up at your goodbyes i'm going to be a mess!
*insert innuendo here* (i had something really good, but it made me blush just to think it, so please, feel free to come up with your own ;)
You two are just killin me. I think yall are so cute and sweet and all that crap. But dammit, quit making me tear up every damn departure.
Such a sweet love story. Is the next visit planned yet?
Dang. You hate to think about the departure while you are enjoying yourselves, but it sure sneaks up on you.
You two are so stinkin cute. Now it will be the countdown till you meet again.
OMG. I so need chubby weiner t-shirts to hand out. LOL
You drove home with tears... I'm so crying and feeling for you right now. :(
You'll see her soon...
(((hugs)))
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