Greetings from England

As you may recall from a previous post, my Cousin Kurt is teaching at a school in England for a couple years. Turns out he is pretty close to where Den had his conference and so Kurt and Den were able to meet up. Here they are savoring their first beer of the evening.

Cookie came today--after waiting 2 hours in the cold for a bus that was promised and never came, I told her to hop a cab and come that way. The stories she tells me about taking mass transit are at times unbelievable.

Looks like I'll get Ed all day tomorrow as his preschool has been cancelled. They follow the closure policies of a neighboring school district and apparently that district has decided to remain closed for a third day in a row. I will freely admit it's kind of nasty out there. It's not like packed down snow. I'm not even sure if it's like man-made snow at a ski resort. You don't sink into the 'snow/ice', so you can never fully get any traction. I've been out twice today, both times from my garage to another garage. But 3 days of school closure is a bit excessive. Our schools were closed 1 day and opened 2 hours late today, but just about every other school in the region seems like it's closed.

Den's conference is offically over, so I suspect he's entered the euphoric stage where you wish you were home, but you are still on travel, and your responsibilities are over so you might as well just relax and coast until you get home. Where he is staying is so far from the airport that he has to take a train tomorrow and then fly out on Saturday. Hopefully in approximately 48 hours we'll have him home. After tomorrow, I should be able to start talking about his homecoming to Eddie as I'll be able to put it in a timeframe that he can comprehend. With all the flight and weather fun lately, I'll believe he is home when he actually calls from our home airport.