Flying Late

We flew to the Twin Cities on Monday night to spend time with the wife's family. They're pretty good people so it's not a big deal. My family is so fragmented and so lacking in holiday tradition that it seems I have spent most of my life drafting onto other family's celebrations. Back in Newark, I actually spent two Christmas Days at the Mayor's house!

We flew a red eye so the kids would sleep. That worked fine but I couldn't sleep. Thus, I totally crashed about 8am for 4 hours. I'm still having trouble adjusting. I hate flying East, I really do.