Aruba will have to wait for me to visit

A crazy turn of events here.   I fly to  Fort Lauderdale, Florida yesterday at 7:50 a.m.  By 11:30, we were checked in our room and pool side just chilling for 24 hours before we were to board our cruise ship to Curacao and Aruba......then my girlfriend got a call from her sister that her father had been rushed to the hospital with congestive heart failure.   Long story short, after much back and forth with phone calls home and not knowing what to do, I told her we needed to cancel the cruise (we had travel protection insurance on the cruise) and fly home asap.   I knew she would not enjoy herself and I would not enjoy myself if she was so distraught not knowing what was going on, or if something did, no way to get off the ship and get home.  At the first suggestion of my solution and she agreed.   It was what she wanted but she didn't want to spoil the trip for me.    To make matters worse, this was a cruise for her birthday which is today.   I feel so bad for her.

I tried to make her feel better with being positive.  I said, heck, it is an adventure.   Another chapter in the book of my life.  I felt like a secret agent on a mission flying into a city one day and out the next.  But enough, I know we did the right thing.  There will always be other cruises, Aruba is not going anywhere and Diane one has one dad.

Approaching Fort Lauderdale on Friday.   I may not like
to fly but I do like looking out the window.

So, me Miss Unfond of Airflight has been in a plane twice in 30 hours.  I wish I had a camera handy for the look on the girl's face next to me when I was digging in the seat pockets for a barf bag before we left Fort Lauderdale today.   There were none.   I assured her it was just a precaution; kind of like my flight wubie (security blanket).  I've never needed the barf bag but sure feel better knowing I have it just in case.  She flagged the stewardess down for one for me.  It was not needed.

This is what I decided to start stitching.   It is from my 2013 Challenge rotation and I'll use any excuse to start something new. It's amazing how much you can stitch sitting in a airport.  This one shows today's progress.  I think I will have to backstitch her arm and hand.   I used all the recommended colors but the hand does not show against the apron.

 This is how I was stitching yesterday.  Life is rough.

What could make the last 48 hours worse, Mr. NOT so Wonderful wants to know what I can fix us to eat.   Have a heart buddy!   Today is Diane's birthday and she is sitting in ICU when she and I should be on a cruise ship eating a 7 course meal.   I'm ordering a pizza and he will just have to like it!