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Sunday, March 14, 2010

Can I Get You Anything While I’m Out?

The Boy and his girlfriend Sweetness are flying back to Minneapolis after a week in Playa del Carmen.

The plane lands at 11:30 p.m.

What’s that, son? No, no! I didn’t have anything else to do on a Saturday night! I’d be happy to pick you up!

As a quick aside, I realize that I may have signed/said/conceded to a number of things while giving birth to The Boy – it was a long, drawn-out experience and I would’ve been an easy mark – but I think I would’ve remembered agreeing to a lifetime of guaranteed transportation to and from the airport.

Wait. Maybe this means my parents are also my guaranteed ride to the airport?

I should check into that.

Anyway, for someone who hates driving to the airport as much as I do, I seem to find myself going there a lot.

It’s not the driving there that’s the problem, really; but I don’t think I’ve ever returned from the airport in the same way, and this has me concerned.

I’ve found myself in strange industrial parks, at the Mall of America, and on my way to Wisconsin, all of which are, from what I understand, not in my neighborhood.

How can there possibly be so many routes back home?

But there’s no point in fretting about it now – and perhaps I did sign up for this after all, this being there to pick him up, this putting fresh sheets on his bed for his return.

He’s coming home. And who wants you back safely more than your mother?

24 comments:

♥ Braja said...

Possibly only Liza Bean Bitey....

Princess L said...

Yep. Now I KNOW we're long lost sisters. Only you're definitely more funny.
P.S. Do you know why I never offer rides to or from O'Hare? Because I have no desire to discover greater Toledo.

Under the Influence said...

I think if he expects a ride from the airport, he could at least offer to take you on his vacation, expenses paid! :)

Blissed-Out Grandma said...

Adult children are also an excellent source of rides to the airport!

Jimmy Bastard said...

Thank the lucky stars I'm no alone in my late-night taxi crusades around the cities airports.

sage said...

But it also means that he gets to take you to and from the airport! I've flown through Minneapolis many times and even taken the train through there, but have never been in the city.

Ms Sparrow said...

COMPADRE MIO! I too have the inability to leave a place by the same route as I came. Back when I still had my kids traveling with me, I relied on their sense of direction. Now, I just wander until I find my way back home. It's a curse!

powdergirl said...

Nobody wants you back home safely more than your Mother, Pearl.

At least if she's doing it right.

Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness said...

I think you like going to the airport. That is why the trunk is full of so many 'gift packages' from Columbia. No one suspects the mothers at the pick up window.

Zaedah said...

Our local airport is the frightening multi-circular, poorly lit and confusingly signed nightmare that is Philadelphia International. I am guaranteed no rides from family due to the likelihood that they'll either be lost in perpetual navigation or involved in a drive-by shooting.

Madame DeFarge said...

My mother is a faithful taker to the airport of my father, even although she hates driving there. True love even after all these years. I let M. DeFarge take the bus.

Secretia said...

Kids never stop getting the best service from their mothers :)

Secretia

The Jules said...

Woo-Hoo! Airport! Planes! NNNNEEEEEEOOOOOOOWWWWWW!

Er . . .

Green-Eyed Momster said...

I kid you not, we (hubs was driving but that doesn't matter, does it?) were stuck on the Loop 101 coming home from the Phoenix airport once. I wasn't sure we'd ever make it back home! Glad the Boy is home safe and sound.

Thanks for visiting me today.

Hugs!!

Lo said...

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The Retired One said...

I had to laugh at this...we do the same for my one daughter...but the other one? She had the misfortune of living near Milwaukee and Chicago and ends up picking US up..a LOT.....

Ruthibelle said...

aww... this was a really cute post.

Never mind, you're just being a good mommy. No-one can fault you for that.

Simply Suthern said...

My daughter tends to always sign up for the redeyes. Yes hun traffic is good at 5 in the morn. Not quite as good as my bed was. On the flipside I have never found a family member willing to drop me off.

mapstew said...

Where would we be without our Ma's?

Happy Mother's Day! (It's THAT day here!) :¬)

xxx

Ugich Konitari said...

We do things so differently. Most international flights from Mumbai leave typically between midnight and 5 am. Always. And just so we dont waste a lot of gas following roads all over the state out of boredom, the city keeps digging the same road innovatingly, so we remain alert. (the alternative is to fall into a ditch ). I wouldnt mind visiting Milawaukee or Wisconsin instead.

Happy Hour...Somewhere said...

There must be some kind of cosmic thingy going on. I love going to the airport but nobody ever asks me to take or pick up. Ummmmm, maybe being Rocket Racer might be a good thing after all.

Confessions of a Closet Hoarder but you can call me Judy said...

I don't care for dropping anyone off or picking anyone up from the airport either. They're just big confusing messes to drive through, and it's just not the same as it was 'back in the day' when you could actually watch the planes land or depart from the big airport windows.

Thanks for dropping by my blog! :) It's nice to meet you!

Ribbon said...

Take a camera and think of the trip as an adventure ;)

Gadjo Dilo said...

I seem to remember there being a rather efficient metro type thing from Minneapolis airport - maybe your maternal duty should simply be to buy him a ticket for it!