The Eagle (or I guess, the Canadian Goose) has landed

Am at Toronto's Pearson International airport.  I believe I must have been the third or fourth person to clear customs.  I swear, I was out of there in less than three minutes.  Waiting for my bag was a bit longer, but the gleeful reunion with my mom ad soon-to-be stepdad was not to be.  They're not here yet :( Or maybethey are here, but at the wrong gate,  or even wrong terminal.  Gah!

And yet again, Pearson has let me dow in the Tim Horton's department.  There is none to be found in the area.  Boooo.

Anyway, I'm home!  and I was actually thrilled to see the snow. 

TTFN! and wish me luck in finding my peeps.