Last week, I caught a ridiculously early flight to Phoenix, jumped in a rental car the size of a shoe, and was in Tucson by lunch to surprise this lovely lady for her 82nd birthday:
My Grandmother Maxine is one of my favorite people. It was completely, and totally worth the nonsense it took to get to her in time. Plus, I got to see a bunch of my family and catch up with that glaring ball of gas in the sky that made me sweaty for 48 hours straight.
Seriously, Arizona. I do not miss your heat this time of year.
Oh, AND I got to be there the next day to surprise this one for her birthday too:
Thanks to stealth planning on the part of her husband Jason, we surprised Mini silly.
Might have been one of the best and most memorable weekends ever.
~K