So, I made it to Newark airport no problem. Found a place to park and proceeded to get 3 calls from my mother's cell phone. My mother didn't actually speak, but I know her ring. Finally, I got into the airport and told them where to find me. Finding me only took another 3 phone calls. I did get one voicemail from her, as well, during that time. The message consisted of her speaking to a skycap for 3 minutes about where I was waiting. She never actually spoke in the phone, I assume she forgot she called me.
Finally, I see some young dude pulling my mom's suitcase, while my dad managed the others. Remarkably, we made it home in one piece. They are out taking a walk now, but not before she gave me a couple of hard boiled eggs she had left from the trip. I asked her if she planned to peel those eggs on the plane, wondering if I should check her medication if she responded in the positive. "oh no" she said, "they were for while we were waiting to board"
So, her plan was to peel them at the gate. In the airport. Peeling hard boiled eggs. Who are these people??
Short ribs coming along nicely. Corn bread croutons in the oven.