See You On The Other Side

I have spent the day getting ready to go on our trip to Ontario. We will be gone for about ten days and hope to touch base with our daughter (of course) an odd assortment of relatives, or is that an assortment of odd relatives, and a few friends from the good old days.

I tend to stress about travel, to the point where I have often passed out or as I like to call it “Flopped”. I really don’t know why I am so stressed, it isn’t as if I will have to find a camel and guide at the other end, or I am trying that new fangled mode of transportation...flight. I could understand the anxiety if I didn’t actually enjoy being in other places and meeting other people, but I do.

I don’t think I would like it if the food was different than I am used to or if it looked like it did when it was living. I don’t eat anything that is looking back at me. Any food that looks like processed baby food isn’t much to my liking either. Oh, I mean processed through the baby. If it smells weird, that is also a no go. Toronto has that kind of food, but not exclusively.

I spent the day looking and finding all of the different wires, adapters, plugs, earphones, memory cards, and all of the camera equipment that we will need. I think I have what I need, and if I don’t then Toronto being a large city, they should be able to supply anything that I might forget. That doesn’t stop me from worrying about it though.

I am really going to miss the grandsons “Hurricane” and “Tornado”. They were over last night and I think I broke a couple of ribs hugging them goodbye. They might forget their Poppa. I have to remember to get them something nice. Just another thing to stress about. Candy is always good, but their mom tends to frown and scold me if I give them too much of the sweet stuff. She doesn’t scare me! Well, not too much anyways.

I am also going to miss my walking partner, Buster. He is after all the only one that is always happy to see me, no matter how rotten I have been or how bad I smell. In fact, the worse I smell the more he likes me. He is in good hands though; my grandsons are going to look after him for me. I think Buster sleeps with Hurricane. Their mom and dad will probably help too. I am going to owe some serious baby sitting in the near and far future.

I have a new worry now too. I may have to miss a day or so of the blog. I was going to write a few extras over the past week, but since doing nothing is by far easier than doing something, I opted for the nothing. I may actually be out of a wifi area at some point or points during the trip. I might have nothing to say! I know that has never bothered me before. Please bear with me if I miss a day or if I just manage to write just a few lines, because before you know it I will be back. What? No cheers? Hmmmmm!!!!!

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