The Ins-N-Outs of Traveling

I'm traveling right now.  It's not as exciting as it sounds. I'm in Silicon Valley for the BlogHer BET conference.  Super interesting conference, but I'm a little let down about the whole Silicon Valley thing.  I have yet to see one piece of silicon, let alone an entire valley full.  Silicone, maybe a bra-full at the most.  I want my money back. I feel so cheated. 

I spent an entire day flying here. It was long. My armpits were sweaty. It wasn't glamorous. It all started well enough at airport security. I asked for a pat down. It was the most action I've gotten all week - the highlight of the trip.

I was yelled at by a stewardess because my suitcase was stowed incorrectly. I have her the hairy eye for the remainder of the flight. I think she spit in my Diet Coke. The Diet Coke hit my bladder like a ton of bricks. Obviously, I was sitting by the window and a complete stranger was sitting next to me. When my bladder felt like it was going to explode at any given moment, he was sound asleep. I debated if I should wake him up or just try to gracefully climb over his lap. I briefly considered a dive and roll maneuver into the aisle, but I realized that I'm just not that athletic.  I try to decide which way to climb over.  I would hate for the nice man to wake up to a face full of hiney and me in a full on straddle.  That could make for an uncomfortable remainder of the flight. I opted to just pee my pants.

At least the view was pretty.

I spent several hours in the Dallas airport waiting for my next flight. If you aren't familiar with the wonderful DFW, there's this big train that takes you around to the different terminals. I arrived in one area and was told that my next plane was leaving 9 miles away in another terminal. I took the train to the other terminal and paid $12 for a sandwich, chips, and soda. More than a little ridiculous. I sat at the gate happily reading this book. About 15 minutes before boarding, I noticed that my flight was no longer being displayed on the screen. In a panic I found that the gate had been changed ... back to the terminal I started out at. I had to race back to the first terminal. My armpits started sweating again.

I'm only away for a few days, but I miss this booger nose like crazy.

My wonderful mother is watching Miss A while I'm away.  She messaged me today to tell me that little Miss A was saying 'night night'.  I'm sure it was more like 'ni ni'.  I can't say for sure.  Anna is a baby genius so I wouldn't be surprised if her annunciation was perfect.  I'd like to point out that the child still doesn't say 'ma ma'.  So far 'da da' and 'night night' have trumped me.  It's nice to know where I rank. 

The upside ... there's an In-N-Out Burger here.  I've never had the pleasure of sinking my teeth into that level of goodness.  I've been converted.  Currently making plans to relocate here.  I'm also purchasing really big stretchy pants to get ready.  This doesn't bode well for the whole Weight Watchers thing...