Scandalous Air - a shirt tucker in the making

Did I mention that I seem to get pegged at the security places in airport terminals. I think it is my name. It is a bit ambiguous in terms of nationality. Anyway, there were about 10 lanes for metal detector-ing. I was asked if I was traveling alone. Affirmative, I was sent to the last line that had some kind of other special machine in addition to the metal detector. It resembles a metal detector but it is bigger and has doors on the exit side. So I walk in it, with my shoes on but having to remove my hoodie. Then random puffs of air start nailing me. This air lifted my shirt from its intended position - nearly to my armpits. I grabbed it, pulled it down and looked behind me to the TSA lady who not so nicely said: STAND STILL. Meanwhile, there was much laughing by the people who witnessed the ordeal. Crazy. Well then the air molecules are analyzed by the machine to make sure the passenger is not carrying any dangerous chemicals. I suppose I am thankful for the add'l security, but they should have warned me to tuck my shirt in.

While in FL, my nephew seemed a bit confused at all the candles at the Sunday Christmas service. He asked if we were at Hannukuh. So great. Then my niece, who calls me Tohma... I asked her if she wanted to sit on my lap - NO. So I asked if I could sit on her lap - NO, Tohma's butt's big. HA. I love these kids.

I took my oldest neice to see the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. It was great. We ate candy and popcorn and drank much pop. Do things get better. Well, actually it could have been better if this theatre had Milk Duds and it did not. That is the favorite candy of both me and my niece. MMMmmmm Milk Duds.

May chocolate and carmelly goodness fill your day.

K