We made it safely to New York on a fairly uneventful tiny plane flight. Someone on the trip had a terrible case of bad breath that kept coming around from time to time. All I could think of was “Holy Halitosis!”
Jodi and I passed the time by playing Scrabble and occasionally pulling our shirts up and over our noses. We are still in the middle of our first game of Scrabble. She is currently ahead, but it is not hard to be ahead when you have the opportunity to lay the word “Quay” on top of bonus points. I’m a little bitter, but the game is not over, yet.