Sunday Spo-bits

I am writing this one while waiting at DTW airport for my Frontier flight home. It was snowing when I woke this morning and Someone sent an email he received saying TSA would be bad so please allow 70 minutes. This all tickled my angst about flying enough that Brother #3 drove me to the airport three hours before take off. The roads were fine; check in was a breeze; there was no line at TSA. It was a relief, almost a disappointment.

In my relative haste to pack and get on the road I forgot a few things. I bought Someone some exquisite bleu cheese (no rubbish type) which I forgot in the fridge. While on the drive to the airport Brother #3 and I realized he forgot to write me the inheritance check – and this was the main reason for coming, apart from the ballet! You would think 75K would not be forgotten.* Oh well. He can pop it in the post with the Christmas card.

I was supposed to come home with my share of the February Bourbon excursion, but that isn’t happening. Brother #4 wants some sort of opening ceremony involving all his whisky pals which happens tomorrow, so no booze for me – or at least not this type. On the other hand he handed me a $100 dollar bottle of something apparently I said yes to while on one of his excursions. That one is coming home along with next year’s whisky advent calendar.** After a few years of commercial calendars often with disappointing contents, Brothers #3 and #4 made their own, a homemade collection of twenty-four ounce bottles made from various friends’ bottles . Let’s see how many make it back to Phoenix intact.

Along with the whisky I hope to carry home some of the Christmas spirit (not whiskey type) I had in Michigan. I’ve done no shopping, no decorating, no cooking and goodness knows when I will. I don’t think I have anything scheduled this week, so maybe next weekend. I would like to put the tree up despite all the work involved.

*It turns out in the end the stock inheritance totals 100K, with the second part 25K coming in February. Every time I think this is over with Brother #3 announces but wait there’s more. I think this is it though. I hope so, for his sake. It’s tiresome being an executor.

**We haven’t finished whisky advent calendar 2024. I think we have four days/bottles left.