" 'cuz I'm leavin' on a jet plane. Don't know when I'll be back again"

Now, I understand totally that the TSA is making minimum wage (like $5.75/hr) to ensure my security & the security of my entire family...so I have no real beef with them. It's hard enough to be motivated for a job that one is well compensated for (see all jobs I have ever had). But, yesterday, we made it through two levels of security with:

1. a backpack -- unsearched
2. a bottle of suntan lotion
3. a bottle of body lotion
4. a bottle of infant Tylenol
5. 6 baby bottles filled with powdered formula (not illegal, but not even checked!)
6. two teething toys filled with gel and
7. A cel phone

I'm no MacGyver, but I think even Buck could have constructed a bomb out of those substances if one of them had been liquid explosives. Our sadness was that no one even checked us out. The poor people on their way to Managua, Nicaragua (plane next to us) were doubly searched by the California National Guard! Come on, now! Didn't anyone remember that the second to last terrorist subjects arrested in North America actually came from Toronto? Anyone?

So, while it's not the fault of TSA or the poor, villianized security personel -- it was sure easy to bring in (I had actually forgotten about them) things that are classified as "restricted" during this period of "orange alert."

And if the baby was the reason for the lightness of the checks -- I wouldn't put it past any of these psycho bombers to "bring their children with them" to paradise. Seriously.

But on a positive note, at least there wasn't anymore damage to my stroller :)

Aside from my rant, we had a nice trip back to the big TO. Air Canada did something right for once and made the entire rear of the plane "family only" -- except for one really pissed off guy who got a free meal and drink (I'm glad). The 5 hours went fairly smoothly & now we've shifted gears to everything that needs to be done in order for us to move in two weeks.

There is a lot of stuff -- especially when Buck must be gated in any room so that he cannot make a quick escape down the stairs to toward a light socket (I bought the plugs today). Maybe I can offer some TSA worker moonlighting as security for Buck. It's sure to pay better.

Also, if you're reading this, Wayne & Erin, Buck totally misses your dogs. He tried to chase around his "crawling monkey" today and just got frustrated that it wouldn't run away but always comes back. We already miss everything so much.