Thursday, December 17, 2009

Things you do while waiting for a flight...

As I type this, I am at Charlotte Douglas International Airport hearing the deep cough of a man I am 92% sure has some form of contagious respiratory infection. Am I concerned? Possibly. Should I move? Definitely. Am I going to? Nah...I already have my butt firmly planted in one of the extra wide leather seats (Why do they provide extra wide leather seats while waiting for a plane? It only causes major disappointment when you get on the actual plane and you have roughly a centimeter between you and your coughing neighbor...) and I'm too darn lazy to move. There is also a smell wafting through the air that is a combination of body odor and Bojangles. Of course, that smell is pretty much standard at this airport, so there really is no avoiding it.

Yesterday there was a picture on Facebook posted by Thomas. It was of the security line at the airport. To be perfectly honest, it scared me just a little bit. It looked as if the line stretched on for miles and I thought that possibly I should get here 3 hours early for my flight to Boston. Do you want to guess how long it took me to get through security and to my gate? Eight minutes. Eight. Do you know what that makes you? Lucky. (I know you're wondering why you're lucky. You are lucky because now you have a blog to read. See? Lucky you.)

As I'm typing this, I can't help but get distracted by my shoes. Why my shoes? (And why am I asking so many questions in this blog? I don't know...) Because the moment I walked into Chris' apartment to have him drive me to the airport he said, "Ummm...what are those?"
When I explained that they are my work flats that I don't wear anymore and I needed to wear flats when I wasn't sure how much walking would be done in Boston, he replied with, "Oh." and then later, "Make sure you burn those after your trip. Okay...maybe not burn them, someone will need them. Give them to a homeless person or something."

So here I am, writing a completely random blog, staring at my shoes that someone on this earth believes should be burned, and listening to a hacking cough. What could be better? Not much...I'll tell you that. Oh does get better. I had my purse sitting on the seat next to me and someone just asked if someone was sitting there (yes, my purse thankyouverymuch). I moved it and guess who decided to start chomping ice. Classic.

I honestly didn't mean to type out a complaint blog. My bad.

But seriously...are they going to let this coughing guy board the plane? Thank God I got my swine flu shot.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009 maybe it's a little late...

What do you mean it's almost been two months since Halloween???

I thought that I would get in the mood to write "any day now" for about that long and it seems as though "any day now" went into hiding, because I'm still not feeling it. My creative juices have been sucked dry and I can't really figure out why. So you're getting yet another lazy blog.

It shouldn't be a surprise that I don't remember what Beth was laughing at.

Check out the hand placement on the small of Beth's back. Check out the strawberry being fed to Beth. I think someone hearts Beth.

I loved this picture. There is nothing like an enthusiastic high five to make you feel good about life.

This may be the first ever heads touching picture of Jackie and Sarah. It was bound to happen at some point.

Is it wrong that I wished Gary got his head stuck in there? Yes?? Crap.

I'm still trying to figure out how he wrote MacGregor so amazingly...

Don't you wish you came to this rockin' party? No?? Crap.

The Brothers Grosz

You can tell it was an awesome party from the amount of pictures of Gary that were taken. He only comes out when the party really starts. Or when there are boys around (I still can't figure that one out).

Kelly came from work. She totally got a pass on the whole costume thing.

I'm quite sure they both had a lot of cat hair on them after getting off of Gary's chair. I probably should have warned them. Whoops.

I still have that bag of ice in my freezer.

Adam stopped by for about 15 minutes. I actually had no clue he was coming and when he walked in, I couldn't figure out who it was for about 5 seconds (which feels like an eternity when there is a strange man standing in your living room). Come to think of it, Halloween would be a great time for serial killers to come into random Halloween parties and murder people. Wow. It's quite scary that I just had that's even scarier that I had that thought and I'm still posting it to my blog.

And finally...
The question of the night:
Who was Chris supposed to be?

It was actually quite a brilliant costume. He was Charlie from It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia (No...not Charlie Brown. I can't remember who asked me that...)

See the resemblance now? Great, right?

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

This HAS to be a joke.

No. Seriously. It has to be a joke.

Wait. It's not? CBS is serious?? Are they really using a combination of Hanukkah, pap smears, and Jewish jargon to make it seem as if they care about women's health?

Or do they just care about Jewish women's health???

I can't wait to see what they come up with for Christmas.