I'm Home
Not only am I home from visiting Jessica in DC, but I'm home from work as well. This spontaneous trip was not planned out very well, and I didn't give neurotic self enough time to have all of my laundry finished and hung up for the week. Not to mention I was very tired after an eventful weekend.
Josh took half the day off on Friday to take me to airport. You're thinking..."Awww, isn't he sweet!" Nope. He's really not. He's was just jealous, and needed to be involved in some way shape or form. He can't stand it when he doesn't get to be my "savior". I borrowed a suitcase for this trip, and it didn't have a lock on it. I know, you're not supposed to lock your luggage anymore, but I'm anal, and I just want to say "F-You" to the man! Josh and I stopped off at Target to get one. My god, never once can we just walk in a store together and not buy just what it is we came for. As we were looking for the locks, we got to wander through the isles and make notes of things we were gonna come back for. Oh, and Josh did buy the Grudge DVD.
I was freakin' out at this point. I don't mind flying at all. The take off, the landing, the being thousands of miles in the sky has never bothered me. Probably because I've been in planes since I was little. The part that bothers me is the whole getting there, getting checked in, going through security, getting on the plane, finding a seat, storing the carry ons, etc. I don't know why. But I was pretty much in freak out mode by the time Josh and I got to the airport almost 2 hours early. I got all checked in, felt better, and we decided to leave and have breakfast. Josh was not satisfied with me being freaked out and wanting to just go through a drive-thru. He wanted Huevos Rancheros for a $1.99 and there was no stopping him. So, we had a nice little Texan breakfast at Las Palapas, and I made him scarf his food down...not that he doesn't just do that on his own. Anyways, I made it on the plane fine, and everything was great. I had a window seat, and no one sitting next to me all the way to DC. No turbulance or anything, but I actually kind of like it when the plane gets bumpy! Just another of those freaky things about me!
I've realized that this weekend is just going to be to long to blog about right this minute, and I've gotta go...things to do...um, just laundry...and then I'm off to see my newest trainer Ray Ray...I thought the people at the gym just called him this as a nickname, but it really does say "Ray Ray" on his name tag. Funny.
Not only am I home from visiting Jessica in DC, but I'm home from work as well. This spontaneous trip was not planned out very well, and I didn't give neurotic self enough time to have all of my laundry finished and hung up for the week. Not to mention I was very tired after an eventful weekend.
Josh took half the day off on Friday to take me to airport. You're thinking..."Awww, isn't he sweet!" Nope. He's really not. He's was just jealous, and needed to be involved in some way shape or form. He can't stand it when he doesn't get to be my "savior". I borrowed a suitcase for this trip, and it didn't have a lock on it. I know, you're not supposed to lock your luggage anymore, but I'm anal, and I just want to say "F-You" to the man! Josh and I stopped off at Target to get one. My god, never once can we just walk in a store together and not buy just what it is we came for. As we were looking for the locks, we got to wander through the isles and make notes of things we were gonna come back for. Oh, and Josh did buy the Grudge DVD.
I was freakin' out at this point. I don't mind flying at all. The take off, the landing, the being thousands of miles in the sky has never bothered me. Probably because I've been in planes since I was little. The part that bothers me is the whole getting there, getting checked in, going through security, getting on the plane, finding a seat, storing the carry ons, etc. I don't know why. But I was pretty much in freak out mode by the time Josh and I got to the airport almost 2 hours early. I got all checked in, felt better, and we decided to leave and have breakfast. Josh was not satisfied with me being freaked out and wanting to just go through a drive-thru. He wanted Huevos Rancheros for a $1.99 and there was no stopping him. So, we had a nice little Texan breakfast at Las Palapas, and I made him scarf his food down...not that he doesn't just do that on his own. Anyways, I made it on the plane fine, and everything was great. I had a window seat, and no one sitting next to me all the way to DC. No turbulance or anything, but I actually kind of like it when the plane gets bumpy! Just another of those freaky things about me!
I've realized that this weekend is just going to be to long to blog about right this minute, and I've gotta go...things to do...um, just laundry...and then I'm off to see my newest trainer Ray Ray...I thought the people at the gym just called him this as a nickname, but it really does say "Ray Ray" on his name tag. Funny.
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