Calabash Holdup

Jet Blued to Boston today, left a hot and steamy 83 degrees and I have to say that 40 felt kind of good.

I take off my glasses to see the wee tv in front of me and stuck them into my bag without thinking on the plane. When I went to put them on they felt funny and I saw that the nosepiece had come off. I searched all around my seat, had the little old ladies in their nylon warm up suits next to me also looking, then Manuel-the-Steward showed up with a flashlight but it was not to be found. I got off with my glasses being held up on my nostrils and mad that I didn't put a spot of glue on them when the nosepiece fell off a few weeks ago.

In the cab I was rifleing around for money and pushed my glasses up so I could see better and guess what- the nose piece was ON MY NOSE.

So far I have unpacked a bit and tried what is most important to do first- of course that means it's time to eat so I have some pasta boiling. I really must get to the store first thing in the morning or I will be a little tired of ziti after a week. Damn, I sure could use some Parmesan.