The car showed up before 10:00 AM to take me to the airport. He wasn't supposed to be there until 10:20 so I made him wait. I'm a woman. I can do that. I hurried around, finished getting packing and ran out there with my still-hot flat iron in my hand. (It was too hot to pack and I couldn't very well leave it behind!) I couldn't decide what to wear so I packed my huge suitcase along with 5 pairs of shoes. What? I'd had 7 pairs originally!
I got to the airport and went through security no problem. I grabbed my laptop and purse and shoes off the conveyor belt and went to grab my laptop case when I accidentally pulled off the bag belonging to the woman behind me. She grabbed my knees and tackled me. Oops, sorry lady.
I had a bagel and coffee while listening to an elderly couple sitting near me have the following conversation .
WIFE: The airlines went downhill when they stopped serving food.
WIFE: The airlines went downhill when they stopped serving food on the flights.
HUSBAND: You want food on the flight?
WIFE: Airlines don't serve food anymore!
HUSBAND: I just got you a sandwich! What do you want?
WIFE: I know you got me a sandwich! I'm eating the sandwich! Don't you think I know I have a sandwich! The airlines don't serve sandwiches anymore!
HUSBAND: Are you still hungry?
WIFE: Turn up your hearing aid!
I love to people watch in the airport. It's a great, fun pastime.
I had to use the bathroom before boarding my flight. O'Hare has those cool toilet seats encased in plastic. Before sitting down, you wave your hand in front of the sensor and the plastic advances, offering you a brand new plastic-covered seat free from any pee drippings. And why is it that there would even be pee drippings in a women's public bathroom anyway? Hello, we're women! We don't have to stand and aim. There should be NO drippage! Are women so afraid of butt cooties that they have to hover and drip all over the seat? Why is this? These are the questions that keep me up at night.
My seatmate on the flight was quiet and kept to herself so I pulled out my newly purchased Nicholas Sparks book (Did I tell you guys that I had a chance to interview him and I forgot all about it and missed the conference call? I'm still mad at myself for that one. I love, love, LOVE Nicholas Sparks's books! They make me cry like a baby.) Anyway, I pulled out my book and we both minded our own business until the last hour or so of the flight when a flight attendant got on the speaker and gruffly announced, "Will you PLEASE sit down! The seat belt sign is on and we don't want you getting hurt or falling on other passengers. So, TAKE YOUR SEAT!" The girl sitting next to me and I looked at each other and cracked up. It just wasn't your typical, happy flight attendant speech. Then we started talking. Fun times.
I got to the airport, met Janna and Jillian, the Suave representatives, and was taken to the hotel.
Bed all to myself!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't have to share with 3 kids tonight!
You should see the size of this shower in person! I bet George Clooney could fit in there with you, Cindy. ;)
AWESOME basket filled with Suave products and other goodies!
Then I met up with Cindy from HelloDollface.com and Liz from ThisFullHouse.com. We had a yummiful dinner (mojitos) at The Grand Lux Cafe. Now, I'm about to go through my awesome gift basket and curl up with my book so I can finish the last few pages.
I'm sure some of you have noticed that I added a Twitter widget to my blog. If you're interested in hearing the profound thoughts that go through my head every hour of the day, you can follow my Twitter stream. I can update it with my phone! It's like crack and I'm hooked!
Where the celebrities go to have their babies.
Liz and Cindy
Me and Liz (Don't pay any attention to the tomato sauce on my shirt. It's part of the design. Honest.)
Tomorrow it's off to Lukaro Salon for a day of pampering and then on to dinner at Nobu!