Everyday is different but some days remind me more of yesterday. Reading the news this week, I recalled the times since September 11th that I traveled by air. On more than one occasion I hastily packed and found myself with a scissors in my carry-on bag. On two occasions my little scissors were confiscated. Once I nearly cried!

I don't recognize any of these, but mine was orange but much smaller and perhaps even sharper.

It seems that effective December 22, the prohibition will be lifted.

Will I take my favorite scissors again and risk another loss, or will I be more mindful when I pack my case coming and going to New Mexico?

I'll let you know when I return.