On their way

I am managing to forget all football-related issues at the moment - and am concentrating on the homeward-bound Ottawackers, whose plane (pictured above by our friends in BC) took off from Victoria a couple of hours ago. After a brief stop in Montreal - after all, why would anyone want to have direct flights going to the capital city? - they arrive in almost 6pm.

The Italian take-out is ordered, the house is almost clean, the laundry done, and the cats have been groomed and ordered not to use the litter until I return. Having written that last bit, I realize it might not have been the wisest instruction to give.