thoughts on travelling...
may i direct your attention to the sidebar on the left. over there to the countdowns currently ticking away minutes to various events. see that one on the top? the one that says in a few short hours i will be landing in CA?
ahhhhhhh... thought it would never get here. and after a morning like i've had so far, i am even *more* ready (if that's possible!). let's just say that if there was *any* doubt that i am ready for some down time...i misplaced some crucual & very important paperwork. paperwork that involved a prospective employee's personal information. turns out that i put it in his file, noticed that he hadn't removed some paperwork that was his to keep & gave him *everything* back. ::slaps forehead:: i am a danger to myself some days...
however, that wasn't what i planned to say here about travelling. earlier this morning, when most of you normal folks were still blissfully slumbering, i was emailing with Michelle. about how it seems Mother Nature & her sick sense of humor, bestows a woman's period upon her for such things as vacation. and somehow we are required to find space in out suitcase for a big box of...supplies. we also have to come prepared with an arsenal available in our carry-on bag. emergency supplies, if you will.
well, we all know about the latest increase in airline security. and how the list of "items not allowed" has grown & multiplied like bored rabbits. in all her infinite wit & humor, Michelle says to me this morning (when virtually everything but my achy lower back is funny):
Ha -- can you take tampons the plane??? Probably only one or two...any more than that and you could go into that spacious potty, rip all the strings off, tie them together and tie someone up.
this caused me to a) choke on a mouthful of cranberry juice and b) wonder...maybe it's not the strings they will worry about. maybe they are going to be suspicious of what i may be transporting in the little applicator tube that can be rocketed out as a weapon! =P
ok maybe that was funnier in my head...but *I* am laughing!
3 with their own thoughts:
I can see some TSA guy looking at them and asking you whether they are fuses... just resist the urge to give a smartass answer, OK? We *do* want you to be allowed on the plane... :-)
Great! Now everyone knows my plan! :)
Back to the drawing board...wonder what we can do with underwire and some Spanx...
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