Interlings, I would like to introduce you to my new friend Irony.  You might have met him before; he likes to pop up at the most surprising times.

Take tonight, for example.  Mere hours ago I wrote a post about wishing my Imaginary Boyfriend would be at the airport to meet me when I arrive home.

And now?  I am stranded in an airport many, many hours from home.  And the boy sitting next to me is putting new rubber bands in his braces and telling me about how the Wright brothers flew 120 feet on their first flight.

He is 22.  And, this just in: engaged.

I am writing blogs about my Imaginary Boyfriend.  Rubber Band Braces Boy is engaged.

Irony, I see that you have arrived; join the party.

Anyway.  I saved a little treat for my interlings when I posted pictures earlier.  I was going to post these for you later today but?  Did I mention that it is now 3:29 a.m.?  And I am still in the airport?  Traveling alone? 

And so, I present my Monday morning gift to you:

Oh, quit looking so surprised.  You knew I was going to do it, even if he is a bit out of my age range.

Imaginary Boyfriend?  Are you reading?  Better be bringing your A game; you’ve got some competition.