Blue Moon

So last night was a blue moon.

But before I discuss New Year's I need to discuss my recent trip to Wyoming. My fiance and I went to my rich relations' ranch in Jackson Hole -- the owners haven't been out there in a year and a half, and the last time my family was out there was when my mum was preggers with me. That was - ahem - 28 years ago.

Suffice it to say, it was special.

Flying though, was another story. K and I arrived at JFK an hour early but when we got the kiosk, we were two minutes late to check our guitar. I fondly call his Martin "my" guitar, because it's the one I play and travel with. He has a way cool guitar at home that once belonged to Linda Perry from this band. It's too cool to travel with. But "my" guitar was too late to be checked.

I guess we should have arrived earlier for our Christmas Eve flight out of JFK.

The guitar did not make our connection in Salt Lake, though we did. So did my parents, my brother, and my sister-in-law.

After arriving in Jackson, we waiting half-an-hour or so for "my" guitar. We got it. We played with it during our vacay.

But....

***Flying out on the 30th......we lost "my" guitar. It was sent to Detroit, and they still have not found it. Jackson Hole airport employees.....you guys need to watch your butterfingers.***