we should have guessed

Ah, Mother Nature and Air Canada. Such merry co-conspirators. Or something.

Conrad got off the ground on time on Sunday morning, and he made it to Honolulu without the slightest difficulty. Allison and Brenda, returning to Toronto? Not so easy or lucky. It was mighty nasty Sunday morning when I dashed for a latte nearby, and it was similarly wet and stormy through until mid-afternoon.
Is it any wonder that as the system moved Toronto-wards that I ended up with a relaxing extra night of company?

I'm not complaining. I'm impressed with the look of the weather, and I'm not-so-secretly delighted and grateful to steal extra time with me friends.