Big-Haired Flight Attendants

I'm currently sitting at the food court in Chicago's Midway Airport. (DELAYED is a word I've seen more than once this week.)

As I contemplate the ins and outs of travel, I wonder... are flight attendants told during training that big hair is essential to the job? Don't get me wrong - I respect these people. They have a job that's often crappy and most of them are a lot nicer than I would be if put into the same situation. But I'm pretty sure that about 49 out of every 50 flight attendants have both enormous hair and too much make-up. Any idea why?

Best movie scene ever.

I'm watching Bridget Jones's Diary instead of being productive, and I just thought I'd share what I'm pretty sure is my all-time favorite movie scene. (I, too, am wearing flannel pj pants and may have been singing along.)

I love this kid...

Today Emma decided she wanted to take photos of her favorite things. She used my camera to take nearly 100 photos around mom and dad's house. Here are a few of the better ones. Most of them were the couch, the chair, or feet... "Smile, chair!"

Also, hearing Emma try to say "photographer" is one of the funniest things ever. ("Hallelujah" is another one that's pretty funny.)

Em's room:

Me with Valentine Kitty. She sleeps with him every night.

Self portrait!

A photo she took of mom and me with Calliou. Not bad...

I took this one... I thought it turned out pretty well.

More bad news for the Mazda...

My poor car. It's been through a lot over the past couple months. First it was taken from my garage by a #%^$& and driven to the ghetto where it ran out of gas. It sat in an impound lot for a few days, was dusted for fingerprints, then hung out at the dealership for a week where it got new locks.

Tonight, it suffered another injury. While I was inside a friend's house, the driver's side window was broken. I was sure that my iPod would be gone, but nope... nothing was missing. There was glass everywhere... on the street, in both front seats, in the cup holder, and on the floor.

We think someone hit the side mirror, and it flipped in and hit the window and broke it, but we're not sure. The policeman wasn't much help. (That seems to be a theme in my life lately.) Tim asked him to clear out the glass, and he basically made it all fall into my seat.

We got most of it out of the driver's seat, and Tim and Amanda ghetto-fied my car by putting a fitted crib sheet where the window once was. I made it to the end of their street with that, then decided I would rather be able to see and be cold. So I made the 25-ish minute drive back to mom and dad's with nothing covering it. Needless to say, it was a bit chilly!

Reliving my childhood

I used to go to Gatlinburg pretty much every year for fall break with my family. Often, other families from our church would go at the same time. There are many good memories of those trips. This weekend, I went to Gatlinburg with eight people from my small group. It was a lot of fun reliving some of those things...

We packed a lot into a few days. We went to Fannie Farkle's three times, went on the sky lift, into the mirror maze, to the outlet mall, the aquarium, mini-golf, and the Pancake Pantry. Plus, we still found time for some quality porch-sitting and hot tubbing. We tried for the alpine slides, but they were closed because of rain.

What's with this? We used to eat at the Brass Lantern. But apparently it's just "Brass" now. Where did the lantern go? (I think it might be under that fall foliage.)

In middle school, I spent hours and who knows how much money at Fannie Farkle's. It turns out my friend Jess did, too, so we were super excited to introduce this amazing place to our friends. We played ski ball, and redeemed our tickets for a frisbee and a magic wand, among other things. I can still smell the sauerkraut... And where else can I hit Mark with an inflatable hammer?

Top of the sky lift!

Yummmm... the Donut Friar. Always a favorite.

My friend Ashley from middle school lives near Gatlinburg, so we got to spend some time together on Saturday. It was great to catch up with her... we've only seen each other a few times since she moved away in 9th grade.

Best purchase yet?!?

This week Target has their Wii games buy two get one free. I 'needed' to replace my Guitar Hero, and I also wanted Wii Music. So that left me with a choice. Because I could justify it as being free, I chose High School Musical 3 Dance.

I bought these three games last Sunday, and HSM Dance is the only one I've opened so far. It has provided hours of fun for Meg, Jess, Jordan, Mark and me. 

Some things overheard while playing:

"You know I'm white, right?"

"How do you skip?"

"Why does it think I didn't jump?"

... and of course, "TTTTRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

Seriously, this game is awesome. It has tons of songs from HSM 1, 2 and 3. There are quizzes like, "What's in your lunchbox?" and "What is your school mascot?" Here's to more hours of fun with good friends and the HSM cast! 

Embarrassment.

I've never been one to hide my embarrassing moments from people, so I'll just go ahead and tell you what I did today. It probably won't sound as funny as it really was, but I'll give it a try anyway.

I was going through the drive-thru at McDonalds for my hamburger, fruit & walnut salad, and Orange Hi-C... It was busy and there were several cars behind me. Not sure what I was thinking, but I drove right past the speaker where you order. My first thought was to just bail and pretend none of this ever happened. But there was a curb there so that wasn't an option. "Crap," I thought to myself. I looked behind me and started to back up a little. There was a man in a pickup truck behind me that was laughing harder than me. I backed up as much as I could, which wasn't much. I was still pretty far from the speaker, but I just yelled my order into it. 

Even when I pulled up to the window, the man in the truck was still cracking up. He's probably blogging somewhere about the stupid girl who forgot to order. Glad I could provide you with some material, pickup truck man.