I just had the most bizarre dreams. I don't remember the point exactly. I just remember that we were staying in some really nice hotel. There was an old guy who seemed to have a few young black mistresses or something. There were parrot heads mounted on curved poles used to deliver messages. We were in a field and they were blowing something up so what looked like huge pieces of sidewalk kept flying up in the air. I was afraid they were going to land on my head. A friend of mine that I haven't seen in years was in the dream and we were making drinks that involved icy pops and trash bags... His adult sister was also mad cause she couldn't find all her barbie heels (for actual barbies). I also dreamed it was 8:30am when I woke up, but it was really 10am. I didn't even eat anything before I went to sleep...
I've been reading Hemingway's "Green Hills of Africa" and wonder how much a part that played in my dreams. How bizarre. I don't know if it's because of his writing skill/style, because he was a traveler or because he's in Africa, which I can actually imagine, but I find myself getting very lost in this book. It's odd to sit in the galley on the plane and read and when I stop I feel like I've forgotten where I am and what I'm doing. This is my first Hemingway, as far as I can remember, and I'm enjoying it. It's become almost a Pavlovian response that whenever I see, read, hear the word Africa Toto's "Africa" starts playing in my head. It's a good thing I like the song, otherwise I'd get really annoyed.
Other than that it's all work these days. I did a 2-day Sunday and Monday, came home, did some laundry, repacked, and am doing a ridiculous 3-day now. It's a waste of time. I'm still happy though because it isn't even the first of the month and I've already gotten 3 great swaps. I'm trying to get more hours next month and would rather maximize the days I'm already working instead of picking up extra days of work. So far I've gotten 12 more hours just by swapping. It makes me happy. I'm once again addicted to Flica, but in the long run it makes my life better, so I'm okay with it. For the first time since I started here I'm holding complete weekends off. I like it a lot :-D. I also realized yesterday that despite all that bad stuff I say and feel sometimes, I really like what I do.
Oh yeah, I got my hair cut and colored yesterday. I'm completely dark brown now. I really like it. I'm thinking about changing my color every few months. Probably just because I have short hair and I can and it makes me happy :). Platinum will be coming one of these days...
Currently reading : Green Hills of Africa By Ernest Hemingway
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Monday, October 29, 2007
cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
Just a few things I thought of...
I love king sized beds.
I'm glad the Red Sox won. Though I think the sweep was a bit anti climactic. I would've prefered a little more competition and excitement.
I like wearing jeans to work. They should give us reasons to do it more often. (This month is Breast Cancer Awareness Month and on Fri, Sat, and Sun they give us the option to wear a nice breast cancer shirt and jeans.)
I talked to a Delta flight attendant tonight on one of my flights and his biggest gripe with the job was working with old people. That makes me happy. I hope that soon my biggest gripe can be the age of my fellow crew members.
The world is getting smaller. I met a guy in Florida a while back. He lives in New Hampshire. I live in Georgia. We are talking and discover that his brother lives in Portland, ME and works with my dear Mrs. White. How weird is that?
I already got one swap approved for next month. I'm going to try to work a whole lot. We'll see how that goes. Today was my first day back at work after 9 days off. I guess after I work 11 out of the next 12 days we can talk again about working extra this month.
The temperature in this room is impossible. There isn't a happy medium between hot and cold. Speaking of, I called the hotel and reported the creepy van guy.
I'm le tired.
Oh yeah, I saw a man today with white hair and the craziest, thickest black eyebrows.. I mean eyebrow. Never have I seen such a thorough and insane unibrow. I couldn't stop staring and I wanted to laugh a little :-P.
I love king sized beds.
I'm glad the Red Sox won. Though I think the sweep was a bit anti climactic. I would've prefered a little more competition and excitement.
I like wearing jeans to work. They should give us reasons to do it more often. (This month is Breast Cancer Awareness Month and on Fri, Sat, and Sun they give us the option to wear a nice breast cancer shirt and jeans.)
I talked to a Delta flight attendant tonight on one of my flights and his biggest gripe with the job was working with old people. That makes me happy. I hope that soon my biggest gripe can be the age of my fellow crew members.
The world is getting smaller. I met a guy in Florida a while back. He lives in New Hampshire. I live in Georgia. We are talking and discover that his brother lives in Portland, ME and works with my dear Mrs. White. How weird is that?
I already got one swap approved for next month. I'm going to try to work a whole lot. We'll see how that goes. Today was my first day back at work after 9 days off. I guess after I work 11 out of the next 12 days we can talk again about working extra this month.
The temperature in this room is impossible. There isn't a happy medium between hot and cold. Speaking of, I called the hotel and reported the creepy van guy.
I'm le tired.
Oh yeah, I saw a man today with white hair and the craziest, thickest black eyebrows.. I mean eyebrow. Never have I seen such a thorough and insane unibrow. I couldn't stop staring and I wanted to laugh a little :-P.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
News flash: I’ll never be a doctor
I learned something new about myself today. I learned that even though my mind doesn't have a problem with blood, stitches, cuts, etc... my stomach does. And evidently it controls the rest of my body. I brought Adri home this morning. While she slept this afternoon her dressings shifted around so we took them off to rearrange them. I've never passed out before so I don't know what it feels like, but I imagine that I was pretty close. I started sweating really bad, even though I was cold, and felt like I was going to fall down. My face was also a very unattractive shade of gray. The cuts actually look really good. I hate that it bothers me, but there was absolutely nothing my mind could do to overcome my body's reaction. This also seems to be something that is worsening with age. I remember when I was little and I use to give my dad his insulin shots and let him prick my finger to test my blood sugar. I also used to get huge amounts of blood drawn on a regular basis. I don't think I could do it now.
That having been said, everything is going well here. Adri is being a really good sport and suffering well. I wish she would realize that she doesn't have to be tough and brave. She's had massive surgery and is allowed to be miserable.
It's kind of fun being up here during the world series. Everyone up here is ridiculously crazy about the Red Sox. Even the nurses at the hospital seem to have arranged their schedules so they could watch the games. They're all in their Sox scrubs with their pins and lanyards. Definitely a good, lively team spirit up here. It's infectious.
That having been said, everything is going well here. Adri is being a really good sport and suffering well. I wish she would realize that she doesn't have to be tough and brave. She's had massive surgery and is allowed to be miserable.
It's kind of fun being up here during the world series. Everyone up here is ridiculously crazy about the Red Sox. Even the nurses at the hospital seem to have arranged their schedules so they could watch the games. They're all in their Sox scrubs with their pins and lanyards. Definitely a good, lively team spirit up here. It's infectious.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
The quicker picker upper
I am now in Amherst and have just been educated in the ways of the swiffer. I'm not really sure how I feel about it.
I didn't go to work yesterday. I was pretty much lazy and did a little bit around my room. I did hang out with my family some which was nice. I learned all about the mole from Michal. It's quite fascinating. Today was evidently mole day.
I went to the library and wandered around aimlessly. The one book that I could remember that Christine recommended was not there. It wasn't even in the system. If you read my blog, even if you never comment, I want everyone to leave me a book suggestion comment. Either your favorite book or something you've read recently. I ended up checking out two by Hemingway, one by the lady who wrote "The Secret Life of Bees", and another fiction about Vivaldi.
Tomorrow morning Adri goes under the knife. She's nervous, but I know she's going to be fine. (I checked the books out cause I'm going to be spending a lot of time sitting around waiting.)
It's raining everywhere these days. It's a good thing. I got off the plane in Connecticut wearing short sleeves and flip flops and was actually hot. Not typical late October weather anywhere it seems. I'm looking forward to daylight when I can see how pretty the trees are up here.
I seemed to have skipped blogging about a lot of events lately. It isn't like there hasn't been anything going on. We had the great TanJoe extravaganza on Sunday. It was really beautiful. Good times were had by all (except all the dancing haters I suppose. We didn't want them to have fun anyway.) Most of the other stuff that has been going on in my head lately hasn't really been for public consumption.
Adri keeps thinking tomorrow is Thursday. I think she's trying to make Wednesday be over already. Guess we should get on with it.
I didn't go to work yesterday. I was pretty much lazy and did a little bit around my room. I did hang out with my family some which was nice. I learned all about the mole from Michal. It's quite fascinating. Today was evidently mole day.
I went to the library and wandered around aimlessly. The one book that I could remember that Christine recommended was not there. It wasn't even in the system. If you read my blog, even if you never comment, I want everyone to leave me a book suggestion comment. Either your favorite book or something you've read recently. I ended up checking out two by Hemingway, one by the lady who wrote "The Secret Life of Bees", and another fiction about Vivaldi.
Tomorrow morning Adri goes under the knife. She's nervous, but I know she's going to be fine. (I checked the books out cause I'm going to be spending a lot of time sitting around waiting.)
It's raining everywhere these days. It's a good thing. I got off the plane in Connecticut wearing short sleeves and flip flops and was actually hot. Not typical late October weather anywhere it seems. I'm looking forward to daylight when I can see how pretty the trees are up here.
I seemed to have skipped blogging about a lot of events lately. It isn't like there hasn't been anything going on. We had the great TanJoe extravaganza on Sunday. It was really beautiful. Good times were had by all (except all the dancing haters I suppose. We didn't want them to have fun anyway.) Most of the other stuff that has been going on in my head lately hasn't really been for public consumption.
Adri keeps thinking tomorrow is Thursday. I think she's trying to make Wednesday be over already. Guess we should get on with it.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
online/ real world privacy
I'm currently experimenting with some of the privacy settings here on myspace. Yesterday I received a message from a 15yr old boy who said he was on my flight Jun 8th. I guess it was a somewhere memorable flight due to it being the inaugural SCE-ATL flight. He messaged me and I eventually found out that he had seen my pic on a fellow FA's site and recognized me. I don't mind people, even odd kids from flights I do, being able to find my page on here and reading a little about me. But I don't want them to be able to find out where I live, who my family is, and other potentially harmful info. A few weeks ago I went through my profile and removed a lot of the more personal info about me. Made it a little more general. I tend to open up too easily, which is fine within the "circle of trust" (HAHA), but outside of that I have to make efforts to be more safe and guarded. Trying to find that happy balance.
Tonight I made two photo albums. I like to have mine public in case someone is looking for me and the profile pic doesn't suffice (not everyone can recognize my toes). At the same time, my main concern for privacy on here is for others. Thus the Family/friends album. Only people I know can see that one. We'll see how this works.
I've received two more messages from weird boy.
From: Isaac
Date: Oct 17, 2007 4:07 AM
Subject: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: why
Body: How are you doing?? You don't want to talk to me? :)
From: Isaac
Date: Oct 18, 2007 3:52 AM
Subject: :)
Body: So you don't even want to say hello? I'm a nice Christian guy really. You look great in the profile pic...but why did you set them to private? :(
It's quite sad and unfortunate how clueless some people are.
I also had an interesting incident with the van driver from our hotel last night coming into my room to "check on the air conditioner" and then somehow our conversation turning to what kind of wine I like, am I going to bed, and that he thought I wore thigh highs and thongs... Thanks to Peter's encouragement I continue to get more and more irritated by that and think I'm going to call the hotel about it.
I'm tired and should've gone to sleep about 2 hours ago. I'm about to get to it.
Tonight I made two photo albums. I like to have mine public in case someone is looking for me and the profile pic doesn't suffice (not everyone can recognize my toes). At the same time, my main concern for privacy on here is for others. Thus the Family/friends album. Only people I know can see that one. We'll see how this works.
I've received two more messages from weird boy.
From: Isaac
Date: Oct 17, 2007 4:07 AM
Subject: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: why
Body: How are you doing?? You don't want to talk to me? :)
From: Isaac
Date: Oct 18, 2007 3:52 AM
Subject: :)
Body: So you don't even want to say hello? I'm a nice Christian guy really. You look great in the profile pic...but why did you set them to private? :(
It's quite sad and unfortunate how clueless some people are.
I also had an interesting incident with the van driver from our hotel last night coming into my room to "check on the air conditioner" and then somehow our conversation turning to what kind of wine I like, am I going to bed, and that he thought I wore thigh highs and thongs... Thanks to Peter's encouragement I continue to get more and more irritated by that and think I'm going to call the hotel about it.
I'm tired and should've gone to sleep about 2 hours ago. I'm about to get to it.
Friday, October 12, 2007
I don’t know of any songs about Virginia
I survived my six leg day. I don't know how it happened. Everything was on schedule. We did six flights in just under twelve hours. Skies were bright, fall blue and very clear. I lost my sweater in Tulsa and was shocked by the windy, cool fall weather that greeted me in Atlanta and Asheville. The first three flights of the day were a bit tough due to screaming, crying children, but somehow I managed to be the nicest flight attendant those people have or will ever have :-D. My niceness continued through the day and I had some people actually ask for my name so they could write a letter saying how fabulous I was. I think that God has really helped give me a love for the people I work with. Before I went to work yesterday I read the John Piper daily devotional (which I never do) and it was talking about loving others. "Little children, let us stop saying we love people; let us really love them, and show it by our actions." (1 John 3:18 LB) It's funny cause I had a conversation about this on Sunday with my family. I guess it isn't so much coincidence as it is reinforcement of something I need to be reminded of. I like it. I point out that I was nice, not so much to say how nice I am, but because usually after 4 legs it's impossible for me to be anything but barely polite. It was a good day.
I'm looking forward to going home. Can't wait to see the newlyweds and hear about the honeymoon. My Bonnie young sister will also be home which makes me le happy. It's going to be a busy weekend but should be a lot of fun. I'm working almost all day tomorrow for a caterer I worked for once before. Not too thrilled about working at 7am on Saturday morning but I'm really happy to have the extra money right now.
I just have to add here that this hotel is really stupid. Most hotels these days have wireless internet. Even the crappy ones in Albany, GA do. So you'd think when you stay at a nice "Resort & Conference Center" it would have it. But it doesn't. Internet connection isn't even mentioned in the guide book. I go to the front desk and ask and they say to "just plug in". But they don't have any ethernet cords at the time. I go back this morning and get one and then spend the next 30 min looking for where I'm supposed to "just plug it in". Arg... For being a business hotel it shouldn't be this difficult. Finally, an hour later I find the plug on the back of the little box attached to the bottom of my desk. Then I plug in and see that they want to charge me $9.95 to use it... So I'm billing it to my room :-P.
I had a lot more consequential things to write about but can't remember now. I say that a lot, I know. Did I mention that I'm ready to go home? We have one leg home that gets us into ATL around 5:40pm. Talk about efficient crew use... Don't get me started. Other than thinking about how efficient my company is and how cold my feet are I've been feeling very happy lately. It feels good. I feel loved and it makes me happy to love.
I'm looking forward to going home. Can't wait to see the newlyweds and hear about the honeymoon. My Bonnie young sister will also be home which makes me le happy. It's going to be a busy weekend but should be a lot of fun. I'm working almost all day tomorrow for a caterer I worked for once before. Not too thrilled about working at 7am on Saturday morning but I'm really happy to have the extra money right now.
I just have to add here that this hotel is really stupid. Most hotels these days have wireless internet. Even the crappy ones in Albany, GA do. So you'd think when you stay at a nice "Resort & Conference Center" it would have it. But it doesn't. Internet connection isn't even mentioned in the guide book. I go to the front desk and ask and they say to "just plug in". But they don't have any ethernet cords at the time. I go back this morning and get one and then spend the next 30 min looking for where I'm supposed to "just plug it in". Arg... For being a business hotel it shouldn't be this difficult. Finally, an hour later I find the plug on the back of the little box attached to the bottom of my desk. Then I plug in and see that they want to charge me $9.95 to use it... So I'm billing it to my room :-P.
I had a lot more consequential things to write about but can't remember now. I say that a lot, I know. Did I mention that I'm ready to go home? We have one leg home that gets us into ATL around 5:40pm. Talk about efficient crew use... Don't get me started. Other than thinking about how efficient my company is and how cold my feet are I've been feeling very happy lately. It feels good. I feel loved and it makes me happy to love.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
going to the chapel and we’re gonna get married
I have to say that despite me getting stuck with one of the yuckiest trips ever and the week getting off to a bad start I'm loving life today. I'm in the Hampton Inn in SC. There isn't anything around here and we get to stay here until 4pm. I love these hotels though. I love the king size beds. I love pistachios. I love when my family is happy. I love getting pedicures and having perfect bright red toenails.
Amie got married this past weekend. I think I'm still a little bit in denial about it. She's talked about getting married as long as I've known her so I guess it's hard to believe that it's really happened. The wedding was really beautiful, and even though I griped a lot, I was really honored and happy to be in it. The cowboy boots looked awesome (despite all my griping as well :-P). I'll see if I can get some pictures from someone and post them. I think good times were had by all. I'm really happy that she married Jay cause even though part of me feels like I've lost her, I know that in all reality things won't be that much different. I love Jay and am glad we get to keep him :-D.
It was great to see the other parts of my life present at the wedding as well - family and friends. It really makes me happy to be able to bring all my different friends and family together and for them to all become friends and family. (I wrote that thinking of them all getting along with each other, but my friends - third pair now - have literally become friends, then family. Fourth pair is already discussing their wedding reception... Haha.)
Speaking of - now we're gearing up for the great TanJoe extravaganza. It's going to be another fun weekend, despite all those who are giving her grief and being big idiots. I don't understand why some people have to make life so hard on themselves and everyone around them. It's funny how most people err on the side of going along to get along, but others - you can't get them to go along or get along for anything... I don't even want to get started on that. Off my soapbox... The weather has been amazing lately and hopefully it continues to be for another couple of weeks. October is evidently the perfect time to have an outdoor wedding in GA.
Amie got married this past weekend. I think I'm still a little bit in denial about it. She's talked about getting married as long as I've known her so I guess it's hard to believe that it's really happened. The wedding was really beautiful, and even though I griped a lot, I was really honored and happy to be in it. The cowboy boots looked awesome (despite all my griping as well :-P). I'll see if I can get some pictures from someone and post them. I think good times were had by all. I'm really happy that she married Jay cause even though part of me feels like I've lost her, I know that in all reality things won't be that much different. I love Jay and am glad we get to keep him :-D.
It was great to see the other parts of my life present at the wedding as well - family and friends. It really makes me happy to be able to bring all my different friends and family together and for them to all become friends and family. (I wrote that thinking of them all getting along with each other, but my friends - third pair now - have literally become friends, then family. Fourth pair is already discussing their wedding reception... Haha.)
Speaking of - now we're gearing up for the great TanJoe extravaganza. It's going to be another fun weekend, despite all those who are giving her grief and being big idiots. I don't understand why some people have to make life so hard on themselves and everyone around them. It's funny how most people err on the side of going along to get along, but others - you can't get them to go along or get along for anything... I don't even want to get started on that. Off my soapbox... The weather has been amazing lately and hopefully it continues to be for another couple of weeks. October is evidently the perfect time to have an outdoor wedding in GA.
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
none of my exes live in texas (that I know of anyway)
Of all the places to be completely bored, I never thought it'd be the same city as one of the biggest military bases... All I have to show for today is a very sunburned right side of my body and a finished book. I guess it could be worse. I could be sunburned all over and not have read anything. Or I could've been flying 5 legs today and still be out there. They swapped my trip last minute for me yesterday so I can get off in time to go to Amie's rehearsal. It also means I don't have to do 6 flights on Thursday. That's just ridiculous. Anyway, I've made some good progress on my scheduling issues and it's only the second of the month. Amazing.
Yesterday I found out that someone I thought was 23 was actually 33. This was so surprising and changed my view of the person in such a way that it makes me wonder if age stereotyping is wrong - if in fact that's what I'm doing. I find that when I meet someone I automatically want to know how old they are. Part of it is to know what classifications they might fit in. If they've been married. How long they've been at their job. How long they should have been at their job. If they have children. I feel kind of unfair immediately wanting to know how old someone is, but at the same time, I'm not going to stop asking. If I think about it from a personal perspective, I would rather someone ask how old I am, 26, than assume I'm 22 or 23 like happens a lot, because I don't want their impression of me to be based on me being 23. I guess though, if someone is older, they wouldn't want you to view them as an "old person" based on their age instead of how they act. I don't know if this makes sense. I basically want to know if I'm a terrible person for using a person's age to form my opinion of them. I know it's only one of the many facts about a person, but I've seen lately that just that number plays a huge impact in my mind.
That's all I have for now. I'm going to put my sunburned face and pizza filled belly to bed. 5:15 is early even if it's in Central time. Oh yeah, Middlesex (it's a book)... very interesting. Very honest and a bit raw at times. Definitely one of those books that takes you to where they are. I was wondering why it was taking me so long to get through until I saw that it was 529 pages. Gives an interesting glimpse into the Greek culture and also into the life of a hermaphrodite. That plus pizza could provide some crazy dreams :-P. We shall see.
Yesterday I found out that someone I thought was 23 was actually 33. This was so surprising and changed my view of the person in such a way that it makes me wonder if age stereotyping is wrong - if in fact that's what I'm doing. I find that when I meet someone I automatically want to know how old they are. Part of it is to know what classifications they might fit in. If they've been married. How long they've been at their job. How long they should have been at their job. If they have children. I feel kind of unfair immediately wanting to know how old someone is, but at the same time, I'm not going to stop asking. If I think about it from a personal perspective, I would rather someone ask how old I am, 26, than assume I'm 22 or 23 like happens a lot, because I don't want their impression of me to be based on me being 23. I guess though, if someone is older, they wouldn't want you to view them as an "old person" based on their age instead of how they act. I don't know if this makes sense. I basically want to know if I'm a terrible person for using a person's age to form my opinion of them. I know it's only one of the many facts about a person, but I've seen lately that just that number plays a huge impact in my mind.
That's all I have for now. I'm going to put my sunburned face and pizza filled belly to bed. 5:15 is early even if it's in Central time. Oh yeah, Middlesex (it's a book)... very interesting. Very honest and a bit raw at times. Definitely one of those books that takes you to where they are. I was wondering why it was taking me so long to get through until I saw that it was 529 pages. Gives an interesting glimpse into the Greek culture and also into the life of a hermaphrodite. That plus pizza could provide some crazy dreams :-P. We shall see.
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