Cactus Flower

"It Is What It Is" This past Monday we were supposed to fly off on our big airplane back to Brazil.  My "visa card" had expired.  It was a big mistake on my part after years of traveling back and forth.  I had just failed to see it.  Thankfully Byron said,  "It is what it is,"   which became a key phrase repeated throughout the long day. I'd spent days and days talking to our three-year grand boy about the big day.  I wanted him to have some idea of where Mama was off to.  We'd talked about 'big airplanes' and Mama getting on one.  And now, lo and behold, she wasn't!  I think the biggest disappointment at that moment was how to tell my little buddy that Mama's plane was going now where. "It is what it is."  What's done is done and let's move along and take care of what needs to be done.   We had this crazy idea that being right in DC and the fact that a consulate was right there would solve the problem quic...

If you stopped by the Cactus Flower yesterday and saw my post and got to read it, good for you. Somehow the whole thing got deleted after I downloaded an app for Blogger on my phone and touched the title of this particular entry.  Poof, off into the wastelands of cyberspace went my silly recounting of how we didn't get to fly out on Monday.  The silly girls above we're acting like it was a good thing! Alas, I considering retelling the whole thing, but perhaps it was a little depressing and needed to be removed anyway.  Basically the story is I couldn't leave the country because my Brazilian ID expired last month.  It represents my status - legal resident with a permanent visa.  And in the words of the little man at the Brazilian Embassy - now you're not. Somewhere in the course of the day, I fell on a sidewalk in DC as we scuffled about trying to take care of the details of the paperwork to get a tourist visa to return to Brazil.  Byron was rete...