This morning finds us pseudo-rested and we’ve awoken to overcast skies and cool, sea-tinged air.
Upon resting, I’ve realized that I neglected to tell you about the most entertaining part of our trip yesterday. Allow me to rectify this now:
So Jer and I got through security without much ado, but when we turned back to look for Leanna, we saw her, spread eagle-stanced, standing in the security silo. After picking a doubled-over-with-laughter Jer off the ground, I went to get the story from my poor, now blushing, sister-in-law.
Turns out she (and her shoes, and her earrings, and her necklace, and her multi-riveted belt, and her underwire bra and her naval ring [just kidding]) set off the metal detector wand a few too many times, so the female security officer gave her three options: 1. Take everything off and come through again; 2. submit to a strip search, I mean, pat-down or 3. step into the security silo (or whatever the heck that thing is called). Leanna chose option three and passed that test with flying colours and only afterwards had a wee panic attack wondering if the male security officer who ran the bare-it-all-booth could “see her skivvies.”
Jer reassured her that yes, indeed, he could see her skivvies and much more…in the uniquely comforting way that only a younger brother has in such moments. Sigh. Poor Leanna. I don’t know how she survived in that family of all brothers without me for support. 
If that wasn’t kinda funny enough, Leanna’s boyfriend, Mike (who flew out here to be with Leanna and do some business as well) was randomly selected for a “chemical test” when he came through security and found his hands being “swabbed.” His mild “Why me?” was met with an equally mild “Why not?” and subsequent advice from that security officer as to which line to continue through in order to make the best time for his flight.
Ah, live is never dull!
Right now Jer is laying down his first guitar track in the recording booth and it sounds lovely…And on that note, I’ll sign off for now so I can go give my opinion.
Have a great day, all.
Lara
ann guillen said,
July 24, 2011 at 2:40 am
Lara you sure have a way with words. Thoroughly enjoyed reading this blog and could just picture the whole ordeal in my mind. Too funny and Jeremy you are a bad boy!! Oh Leanna, you poor thing! You chose the right option. Who cares if they could see everything,You’ll never see those people again. Next time just wear the basics, no jewelry and perhaps no bra……hmmmm! Remind us to tell you what happened to us when we went to Florida in April. Makes for a good story for sure. Enjoy your time there and the cooler weather. Finally some rain tonight,The grass looks like hay and smells even worse. Happy singing!
Ann.
fred said,
July 24, 2011 at 8:17 pm
Glad you have arrived safely and Leanna survived the pat down in fine form. It is never good to have too much metal in places where metal is not normally found.
Have a great time as you “do funny things with air”. That is a great quote! You gotta love Tom Waites pithy, but straight to the heart, descriptor.
Love,dad