Lessons at the Airport

Today was a busy day, flying from one coast to the other. The holiday season brings out the best (or worst) in us all, and in my rush to catch my flight, I was not able to observe any outlandish behavior. I did, however, take note of a few key occurrences...

First, there are attractive men flying to and fro the continental U.S. I think airport pounces are appropriate. You'll never see them again, so why not? (*for the record, there was no pounce...but given the chance I would consider it.)

Second, screaming babies should not be allowed on the plane. I don't know if there is a screening process prior to boarding that would determine if your child will end up wailing at the top of their lungs. There should be. (*cabin pressure, blah blah. I get it. still...)

Third, apparently jean shorts are still in. I don't know when they even began to be "in."

Fourth, it is not the job of the chief flight attendant to entertain on a 4+ hour flight. Give me my peanuts and ginger ale and let me sleep. No one thinks your funny. Oh, and saying "wasn't that a great landing? It was our pilot's first. And don't forget to give us a good word on our airline's website!" is a poor choice for final words.

Finally, adults should not pair up and wear "Thing 1" and "Thing 2" t-shirts.

Miss you already, happy Monday!
PS- where are my werewolves?? Vampires airbrush their abs and look shady...