Houston, Texas

Greetings from Houston, Texas! Dh has a class in Houston for three days this week, so we decided that I would tag along. We drove to Alabama to leave our two younger children with my sil (eldest child is in college) on Sunday morning. We had a nice lunch and very brief visit with my husband's father, then we were off to Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport in Atlanta, Georgia.

This was my first time flying, so I was very excited! My, how crowded and busy the Atlanta airport is compared to others I've been in (seeing my hubby off on trips)! My husband told me that it is the busiest airport in the world. I believe him...so many people, so many nationalities! LOL... What can I say? I've mentioned before that I'm a country girl from a tiny little rural town in south Georgia. (Actually, I'm a transplant...I grew up in a tiny little rural town in Alabama.)

Well, the flight was great, with no problems. A little minor turbulance here and there... made me think we were driving down our dirt road (lol). When we landed at Houston-Hobby Airport, I couldn't believe the difference...no crowds at all...everything was moving at a much slower pace than at the Atlanta airport! The only problem we encountered here was that the secretary at dh's work forgot to reserve a rental car for us...which really wasn't a problem, as we were able to take care of that ourselves. So, all in all, a nice trip out here.

I took alot of shots of everything, from people in the airport to planes coming and going, to tremendously awesome views from the sky. The only problem is the computer I'm using here at the hotel doesn't have an sd card slot. So unless I buy a usb-cable connector while I'm here (I didn't bring mine along), I will have to wait and post pictures when I get back home.

I'm looking forward to sightseeing around Houston...can't wait for dh to be out of class today! He has to do all the driving when we are in big cities. I have no sense of direction and can get lost in a hurry. He bought me a Garmin gps last Christmas, but I'm afraid she is a little like me...lol...sometimes I think she has no sense of direction either!

Well, I'll post more later!

Remembering

"Where were you when the world stopped turning?"... Doesn't really seem like eight years, does it? I can only imagine how it must feel for those who lost loved ones on that morning, September 11, 2001.

I, probably like you, vividly remember where I was... what I was doing... when I got the call. I was sitting at the kitchen table with my then 5-year old daughter, working on her phonics. My oldest son (then 10 years old) was occupied with his school work. My then 2-year old son was quietly playing.