Look who is back!

I'm back! This much awaited blog update has been tough for me. I have been really busy...I mean REALLY busy...and honestly, not really motivated to come up with a creative blog post. While having dinner with my BFF awesome blogger the QUEEN, she reminded me that my blogs need not be creative, nor for anyone else. Type to get the crap out of your head...and two weeks later, here it is!

While traveling for my job this week, I observed a few things that really made me think.

1. On the plane ride out to NC, I noticed an attactive elderly couple sitting in front of me. They were probably in their 80's and the woman had to be assisted out of her wheelchair and into her seat. Somewhere between the two beverage services, the gentleman helped his wife to the restroom. While watching this man, who was obviously very much in love with this woman, I began to cry. I don't know why...it touched me and I realized that I want that...I want to grow old with someone that will help me to the bathroom on an airplane when I am 80. More importantly, I want someone to look at me like that when I am 80.

2. The airport in Charolette NC has a restroom attendant. One of those women who pulls the paper towels down for you and offers you scope and hair spray for tips. I want to give a shout out to Belva, the woman who did this job with more sparkle than Tinkerbell at Disneyland. She was in such a good mood, she was singing, and literally wiped up the floor in my stall before I used it. For someone who has a bit of an issue with public bathroom germs, this is not a job I would pick for myself. But this woman, she loved her job. She made me smile at 5:00 in the morning AZ time. She made me realize I could show a little more enthusiasm for my job which I actually do love and it does not involve wiping ANYTHING left behind by some nasty ass woman....come on ladies...you have to agree that the womens' restroom is probably the most disgusting thing you encounter during your day....Anyhoo...thank you Belva for making me see that it doesn't matter what you do, as long as you have fun doing it. $5 wasn't enough, but it was all I had....

3. I have a serious issue with certain noises...my husband calls it my bitchy noise sensitivity...teeth on forks, chewing with your mouth open, slurping of liquid, chewing ice, and rude cud chewing gum poppers! These noises litterly make the hair on the back of my neck stand up and if my spine wasn't in the way, they would make my head spin around Exorcist stye...So, we are taking off out of Charolette and I keep hearing this person behind me smack his gum....and making this popping sound and then giggling. We were taxing so I couldn't have my headphones or music on...and the engines were not loud enough to drown out the sound of this gum popping/slopping person! I wanted to turn around and tell them to spit it out but the FAA frowns on you threatening other passengers...halfway through the flight, I get up to use the restroom and I get a good look at the gum chewer....turns out, I am the biggest, impatient asshole on the planet....the guilty party? A special needs child whose mother is at her wits end. I immediately smile at the mother and give her "I'm sorry for the bitchy thoughts I was having" look...and silently say a prayer for this woman, and thank God for my two healthy children....

For those of my wonderful friends who have reminded me lately how much they enjoy reading my blog, I am going to do my best to post at least once a week from now on!