killing time.

I'm currently squatting in the jetway at the Manchester airport. It's the only place I can get consistent internet without going up into the terminal. We just had to deplane because of a minor maintenance issue. The people are thrilled. They were thrilled when they got on the plane in the first place. I love my job :-D.

It's a beautiful day to be flying... Or sitting in a jetway :). I had the weirdest dreams last night. I've noticed that I seem to have a lot of dreams about houses or homes. Last night I dreamed I was staying in this apartment with a few friends. We were all crashing on the couches and floors. One day I went upstairs and discovered this really fancy bathroom and bedroom area. Couldn't figure out why we weren't using it. It had basically a shower room so I decided to use it. I noticed lots of bugs on the walls. I figured it was because the bathroom hadn't been used much. I figured the best way to get rid of them was to spray them with shower cleaner and kill them. (It's hard to kill bugs when you're naked.) I also noticed that I had a tattoo basically all over the back of my body. The top of it was red and black. I think part of a woman or something and then the whole rest of the back of me, legs and all, was tattood black. Then I realized it was time for breakfast. I had wanted to get breakfast in the hotel since it was free and in my dream my friends had already gone somewhere else to eat. Breakfast ended at 10am and in my dream it was 9:59. Needless to say, I have weird dreams. I don't think they really mean anything. I had been thinking about Amy's new tattoo last night so maybe that's where that came from... Who knows.

I'm getting used to my new hair. I got a lot of compliments yesterday and got hit on so it must not be ugly.

The plane is fixed.

monday, monday...

Peter and I drove at least 3000 miles today. At least. And now I have dark brown/red hair. It was fun. We listened to lots of music. Peter put Beyonce to shame with his singing. We drove to Chattanooga today to get my hair done. It was fun. It's kind of a long story that starts with a passenger I met on my second trip ever two years ago. He's a stylist in CHA and does hair classes. Today's was called ForeverRed, hence the red hair. It took two times to get it right. The first time I ended up looking like a calico cat. We decided it wasn't really my style and tried again. Then we took a jaunt further north and said howdy to Joy. It's kind of funny to just drive to Tennessee for the day. Maybe not so much funny as odd. But we had a good time so it was well worth it.

The phone is ringing and I'm sleepy so I'm off.

At least it was before I had coffee

It's 4:50am on Saturday and I was doing what everyone dreams of doing at this time of day and week - getting ready for work. Doing a pretty good job as well. Showered, making coffee, putting my contacts in, packing my stuff as I go. It's a pain, but I can deal with it because I'll be home by 1pm. Then the phone rings and we've been canceled. We leave here at 3pm. Blah... Now I'm going to have to try to go back to sleep. On the up side, I'm glad they didn't wait til we got to the airport, but on the downside, it would've been nice 30 minutes ago.

This trip has been one of those trips. We're having some crew compatibility issues that I am not free to discuss on here. But we figured everything should go well today since people have to get home and have flights to make. I knew that would be too good to be true. I guess I'm going to try to sleep again.

dilemma

I'm standing in my room surveying the result of moving somewhere, leaving immediately for work, coming back, unpacking, leaving for another trip, going on vacation... I'm feeling motivated. It needs to get cleaned up and organized (I'd like to find my camera cord so I can download my vacation pictures) but I can't even figure out how to get to my closet where most of the stuff needs to end up... The obstacles that lie between it and me seem a bit insurmountable. I could take the Kathryn approach and divide the room in pieces, gradually working my way toward the closet.

It's strange that I live with six other people and last night Molly was the only other one here and today I am alone. Pretty nice. That's one of the perks of living with airline folk. If any of you ever need roommates but want to live alone I highly recommend this method. Juat ask Jamie and Jonathan's roommate.

Just wanted to say sorry to Peter for spilling the beans on his breast reduction. I'm just so excited for him :-P. I dreamed people were getting hired at the Big D. I need to be one of them. We're starting to have to serve their signature drinks on our flights and I'm not a fan. I don't want to be serving them unless I can be wearing the red dress while I do it.

Off to divide and conquer.

PS. I lost my drivers license and debit card between leaving Roya's Sunday and getting to Atlanta. The bad thing is, I'm kind of happy I have to replace my drivers license cause my picture looked so bad. Oh vanity!! Another thrilling thing I get to do today.

all things bright and beautiful

I like when good things happen to the people I love. There seems to be a dearth of goodness lately so it makes me happy to hear about job interviews, possible romances, possible breast reductions... All sorts of good fun things.

I'm home from California. It was a really good trip. I feel like I haven't been at work in ages, which I think is the point of vacation. I'm supposed to go back Wednesday but there's the possibility I'll go back Tuesday instead.

I don't really have anything to say. I'm watching Friends with Molly and that makes me happy as well.

CA wanderings

In the past 36 hours I have experienced a greater variety of temperature and terrain than I have in quite a while. I left hot, humid Atlanta yesterday am and arrived in cool, foggy San Francisco several hours later. Then within another hour I was out of the city where it was warm and dry. Today Christine and I drove from Concord to Yosemite. The variety of landscape and vegetation our here is astounding. We saw El Capitan and Half Dome. This makes me feel like I've seen a little piece of my family history as I've grown up hearing stories about these places from my father and about my grandfather. The scenery was breathtaking. I'll put pictures up because I feel that it's ridiculous to even try to explain how amazing it is.

I got out here yesterday and we spent a little while in the afternoon checking out the consignment stores around here. We went in one where you can buy Manolos for $150. USED. And they look used. It's ridiculous. We had a good time and I was once again reminded that just because it has a famous label on it or was once purchased by a rich lady DOES NOT by any means mean that it will be attractive. Very amusing.

Later we went home and made a scrumptious dinner of steak (Christine knows my heart), mushrooms, arugula salad with goat cheese, purple onions, and corn, and fried, breaded abalone that one of their friends dove for on Sunday. It was amazing, as are all Christine's meals. Even the sandwiches she packed today were interesting (in a good way). Leftover steak with onions, cheese, peppers (and I don't really even like peppers), fresh basil and arugula on some kind of cheesy bread. The moral of the story is, I hope one day I learn how to use flavors and ingredients as well as she does. Nothing is plain and everything is so good.

Now I'm le tired because it's 2am according to el body del Grace. I think it's pretty amazing that I flew across the country yesterday for nothing. It makes me happy and like my job a little more (being on vacation also helps :-D.)

...everyone should hear: you were meant for amazing things

It's funny how God has such amazing things for us, yet we choose to live our lives our own way thinking we can come up with more amazing things... We are silly, silly people. I'm glad that God is aware of our silliness and still loves us.

This is a line from one of the songs I'm playing this weekend and I really like it. It's "Umbrellas" by Sleeping at Last. It's a very beautiful, loving song.

I'm trying to think what I can do with my morning and early afternoon here in Knoxville where I won't have to look back and think that I wasted my day. I think reading falls into the not wasting time category. I'm really irritated with myself because last night, in my haste to get off the plane, I left a big bag of food I had bought for the trip. I usually don't bring stuff that has to stay cool for this exact reason. I had lunch meat, cheese, a whole bag of cherries, celery, and hummus. If there was anything else I'd rather not remember it. I hate wasting. Oh well.

I had the weirdest dreams this morning. I dreamed I paid a $600 bill for dinner. I was really worried that I didn't have enough money to cover it. That might have come from the conversations I had last night with these guys who were telling us how much they made and flashing around lots of hundreds in their wallets. I also dreamed I was visiting my grandparents and my grandpa would sneak up on the roof of their house to smoke... Which is ridiculous because as long as I can remember he's never smoked and he's very health conscious. There were more but I've forgotten them.

Yesterday was a nightmare passenger-wise. The trip didn't get off to a good start because the plane we were supposed to take to Chicago for our first round trip was very late. This in turn made us very late and made our passengers very grumpy. We had stupid non-revvers who seemed to think it was open seating and just sat in the first available seats and then got all huffy when they had to move. They were like oh, we didn't even look at our boarding passes... I'm like well, those numbers are there just for kicks... Arg. It still annoys me. This is all while we're trying to hurry back to Atlanta because we're late and people have connections. One old guy got on the plane and was like now I see why the ticket prices are so high - they're hiring fashion models for flight attendants. We all laughed - arent' you just the funniest, thankyou. Then during the beverage service he goes off on me cause we don't have any beer. Writes all this stuff down. Complains cause he's a stockholder and there should be beer on the flight. Who is responsible for there not being any beer. I try to appease him by offering him wine or a mixed drink. He informs me (because I'm a stupid idiot) that wine is not beer. There are beer drinkers and wine drinkers. All this time I'm thinking, that's funny cause the 3 other people that wanted beer were content with a mixed drink... So let's hope I don't get fired for not having beer on here. I also thought it was odd that he claimed to be a stockholder but was complaining about the price of tickets... That is just a sample of what we dealt with yesterday. Sometimes I love people so much I want to squeeze them... to death :-P.

I'm going to go enjoy my music, my tortillas and tuna, and a book. Hopefully today's passengers will be friendlier and I don't leave anything else important on the plane.

Don't ever forget that you were meant for amazing things.

too lazy for subjects

I am currently listening to two songs on repeat. I hope no one else in the house can hear me cause I think they would be really annoyed, but this is what I have to do when I'm trying to learn a song that I don't have music to. I can make up something but only once the song is in my head. I'm playing two songs in Amie's little sister's wedding on Saturday. As of this morning I'm actually going to be off for it, which is pretty cool. I have to work at 4:30 tomorrow afternoon and get home around 10pm on Friday night. Then my vacation starts :). Woo hoo!!

I feel like I need two consecutive days at home. One to do nothing like I'm doing right now, and one to get all the things done that I need to get done. This room that I now live in is a mess. I haven't found places for everything yet. I still have stuff piled in the garage to sort and put away. And I'm doing nothing. Oh well. It's also incredibly hot everywhere, including my room, which doesn't really motivate me to do anything. I might take a nap. I got dropped off here at about 2:30 this morning after visiting Joy, but because I had a lot of caffiene to stay awake driving back I couldn't go to sleep til almost 4. Then I got up around 10:30. I've discovered another annoyance about my room. People seem to like to tap dance on the floor above me while I'm sleeping. Not very nice in my book. Oh yeah, I think I'm going to have to give up shaving because this shower is about 2 feet square. I tried to shave in there the other day and I think it's humanly impossible.

Nap time.

live from Chicago

I'm not sure how this is working but I managed to get online even though it said it was going to charge me $9.99... So far so good.

I finally have a trip where I don't have to duty in at 515 every morning. It's been nice. The part that hasn't been nice is that I've been feeling like my job has become my life. More than once lately I've found myself wishing I had a job where I was at home every night so when my friends and family want to spend time with me I can do it. I feel like I'm missing out on so many important things. I've already been feeling detached and now I'm wondering if it's my fault. Maybe I've become a bad/unavailable friend and not realized it. I've been upset at times because people that I thought I was close to don't seem to act like I am, but maybe I'm never around when they need me... I have no intentions of quitting my job. I'm just looking forward to when I have a more regular schedule. The last few weeks have been crazy. I've only had two out of the last fifteen days off, which is never good for my sanity. Also, the whole moving thing has taken up a lot of physical and emotional energy.

Then on the other hand, because of my job I get to see other friends of mine more than I would without. I got to see Amy and Shane Thursday night and Friday morning, which was really fun. I don't know... I think I just need a break. I've had to turn down a lot of invitations to get together lately and it's really bothering me. I'm afraid that if I say no too many times people will stop asking. If I'm not around enough people will adjust and no longer notice I'm not around. It's not like I haven't been doing this for the past 2 years, but still...

I'm sitting here in my hotel in Chicago. Problem is, we're actually pretty far out in the suburbs so there isn't anything to do around here. Last night when we flew in it was really pretty though. I could see the skyline along the lake and golden grid of streets. It's a huge city. The passengers we've had these past 2 days have been unbelievably high maintenance. Some have been fun. Some have been really annoying.. It's all good.

And I'm going to see Joy tonight, which always makes me happy.

new empty spaces

I just spent my first night in my new room. My family and J helped me move all my stuff yesterday and last night and M&M's garage is now half full of my junk. I can't believe how much stuff I have. A lot of it is to be gotten rid of, but I still have a lot. The room has a huge double window which makes me happy. The closet is about 1/3 the size of my last one though, which doesn't make me happy. The girl that lived in here before me just came and got the last of her stuff so I'm going to see if I can make it look like a room in here. Should be jolly good times. I know you're all jealous.