THE ELLISON FAMILY IS REUNITED. My bestie is back at home and severely jet-lagged and/or exhausted. He has been awake for nearly three days, but since he crossed the International Date Line - it is really only two days. This is his second Monday the 24th.
He was expecting my Dad to pick him up as he got in in the afternoon and knew it would be a tight shave for me to leave school and pick him up. Fortunately/unfortunately, the Boy had a dental appointment and the Girl had a cold, so we were able to get away and pick him up.
The Offspring were bubbling with excitment which eventually turned toward anxiety as waiting for someone to get off the plane and get through customs takes a really long time. We just got home and he is contenedly surrounded by his cats, his kids and me. I am even sitting in the same room with him while he watches WWE - proof that I love him dearly. (It is like they hired a team of 4th graders to write the plot lines).
Did you see the lamp he brought home? It was custom made for him. It is a freelance Black Panther. The person who gave it to him very sweetly comissioned an artist to create it for him. They didn't know who the Black Panther was, so they had to work from a photo. It lives in my bedroom now.
I am always happy to send him out into the world to do his thing. I know he had a great time, and that he enjoyed every gig he played, but I am happiest when he is home with us again. He is my bestie and my partner in crime, and despite his terrible taste in entertainment, I adore him.
Welcome home, Black Panther.