In Los Angeles, watching tv news, yesterday, I realized that I'd dodged a bullet, or rather, a blizzard...
You see, I'd flown from BWI on United and passed through Denver, Tuesday night. The storm had not yet hit.
Boy, was I lucky! When I'd taken booked the flights, I realized that there was a risk of encountering bad weather when flying through DIA at this time of year.
Meanwhile, the package I'd mailed here 2 Saturdays ago, finally arrived an hour or two ago. I'd used the self-mailing system set up in the lobby of my local post office (White Marsh or Nottingham), to avoid the long line of customers. The mailing software told me it would take 7 days for delivery, but it actually took 12 days. Obviously, the holiday mail rush slowed things down, and the delivery information provided to the customer was not supplemented with a warning to expect such a seasonal delay.
Now it's time to help my mom buy a turkey, at the local supermarket, so off I go... (I know that she will eventually use the carcass for making turkey jook.)