Airport Family

I was thinking today, mostly because I knew i needed a new post, about some events going on in my life. One big event that is coming up is the the arival of my brother Jon and his family from Florida. He couldn't come up for my graduation party because of his job, he owns a lawn care business.

>>> As a side note for Rachael, a creepy old poor-looking guy just walked by me in the Library. Ok, back to the post...

I was wondering to myself how many times I have atually seen my brother's family. I don't count the times I was in my mom's belly and when I was less than a year old... but that would be 2. Then when I was about 4 and we went to Disney World. They tricked me onto a rollercoaster. They said, "You like trains, don't you?" That was when Garrett was a baby. When I was about 8 I think we went again. I was riding one of their horses and I told Tracy that the saddle was going to falloff but she didnt listen. The saddle rolled right under the horse and I fell right on the ground. Then when I was in middle school we went to Tennessee. That was possibly the lamest vacation of my life. No, not quite, going to the football hall of fame when sea world was closed would be the worste, but I digress. That makes about 3 REAL times that I've seen them.

On Friday night, 11pm, my airport family should be flying in. It will be an excieting time. A nice Thanksgiving, especially for my mom and sister. Jon's family hasn't seen either of Patty's kids yet, so that should be fun.

>>> As another side not. People have been talking about airplanes and trips here a lot and I think thats why I had a dream last night about going on a trip. I remember there were guys going on this trip, Andy Weber comes to mind for some reason. There was someone's mom, someone I don't know. The trip was going to be for 3 months and the flight would be 12-16 hours. I was worried that I hadn't packed enough. I hate it when I can't remember enough of my dreams. Mostly just the feelings.