Poor Elizabeth... poor Grandjane and Grandjoe.
Just when Snowmageddon 2011 was rounding the bend towards the southeast, the Atlanta airport saw fit to bump their trip to the Bahamas to today rather than try to leave tomorrow. Grandjane and Grandjoe are going on their first Caribbean vacation, and Elizabeth is embarking on her Semester at Sea, the highlights of which are 11 countries in 104 days, temperate weather, and lots of transferable credits from the University of Virginia.
We were invited to an emergency going away party yesterday evening where Grandjane's manicotti and Grandjoe's milkshakes were liberally pushed upon our small group of invitees.
For most of us around here, this forecast is going to lead to a messy week and one that is, realistically, full of intermittent snow play followed by recovery and drying time. But for Elizabeth, Grandjoe, and Grandjane, it means an extra day in the Bahamas.
All jealousy aside, I'm glad that my parents are taking a long overdue vacation, and Elizabeth, you know we are always proud of you. It doesn't surprise me that you wanted this adventure for yourself, and I am taken aback at the way you own your desires and fully pursue them to fruition. Now, God Speed!
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