This fine Friday finds me on the East coast! It's so beautiful and crisp and clear, I can almost grasp the appeal of living in these parts. I don't know where the
Connecticutians... Connecticuters... Connecticytes... people here fall on Beth's good-looking-o-meter, but the ones I'm eyeballing this weekend are aces.
There's no time to wax poetic, though, we've got trains to board, shows to see, places to be, laughter to share and tears to shed! This can mean just one thing for MeYouEllie: Friday Hodgepodge (aka lazy bullshit post).
Item 1: I love having facebook on my phone:
o'hare is kinda awesome. bars every 10-15 steps. I can't shut up to the strangers about how easy it is to travel without the kids.
Hi! I'm Jacquie! I don't have my kids! Hi! Wanna have a drink?!
@Ellie - hahahahaha! That's hysterical!
No, it's actually reality.
wanna hear my life story? wait! why are you leaving? slow down, I'm wearing grown up shoes!
C'mon! I'll buy you a drink! Why are you running?!
cracking up. here at the car, all by my lonesome. scared 'em all away.
Well, at least you don't have to buy anyone that drink. Not that they were accepting. . . . And I sincerely hope you are at the *bar* and not the *car* since you're not at your destination yet..........
bar. here at the Bar. the one with all the booze.
I would expect *no* less.
Item 2: I'm sorry, but I have to complain about the carry on baggage racket.
I checked in online 3 minutes after the 24 hour window opened. I was relegated to lowly boarding group 4 of 4. My seats were assigned, but being in group 4 of 4 inevitably leads to the relentless and stressful contemplation of whether or not there will be space in the overhead bin for my bag. I pack very light (and badly, but that's a story for another day), and my bag is well within the size guidelines. Yet as soon as I arrive at the gate, it is announced that space in the bins is going to be tight and we should all consider checking our bags. If I was going to check a damn bag, I would have brought more clothes! And better toiletries! I packed carry on and I'm sticking to it. It all turned out fine, but I was highly annoyed that I had to waste my precious stress on worrying about my bag when it would obviously have been better spent fretting about the pilot and the plane and the whole falling from the sky drama.
Item 3: I'm here at my mom's. It's just my mom's now. Yet Dad is everywhere.
I really miss him.