I am thinking of taking pictures and posting them (along with my clever captions) of some of these people in America's planes and airports.  Kind of.a people of Walmart for air travelers... You could be amazed at some of the things I see people do and wear....

The other day, I was thinking about the happiest days in my life. Obviously, getting married and having kids are there... But, thinking about some of the times I felt soo happy, were not as obvious. Or so I thought. We were at our friends house and I asked the group. Our happy, successful, father of one, friend, said that when Texas tech beat texas was one of his happiest moments. This was exactly what I was thinking. That night was so awesome. A few of the others were, getting my first job, (Or any job, for that matter, except maybe kid foot locker )graduation from college was pretty happy, (looking back, I wish I made those years last a tiny bit). Vacations are usually happy, and one of the happiest things is reading a good book. And I Love how hearing certain songs take you back immediately to a certain time. Music probably is the best thing for turning a bad mood. It does not take money or kids, even a spouse to bring happiness. I think a common denominator is accomplishment. That sense of winning, or succeeding is pretty hard to top. Or even seeing your favorite team beat your least favorite team. As a mom, I hope I can raise independent, confident, and most importantly happy people. Looking around at mankind, I think this might be a major challenge.

I have a new least favorite city. Atlanta. What's up with the people that live here. So high maintainence and rude. Anywhere else around here, charolette, Raleigh... The people are so nice. Maybe it is too close to Florida.

Lent makes me think.

My mom always said people die in Lent. I don't think more people really do die (I know most die in December bc my dad is in the business). But our reflections on death might be a little different in Lent. At least mine are. More somber, more mournful, also a little bit more peaceful.

A good friend's mother died. Today, I spent about two hours in the car with my mother (and kids). I was driving mom to take a plant and give a hug to our special friend. I was sad because it pains me, really pains me to think of my mother dying. Mom was sad, but differently. She has lost her mother. She knows, really knows the pain of the surviving daughter. She was telling me that people die, but they are with us. In our mannerisms, in the way we think, in our actions. That our loved ones are with us. That the important thing is to bring the good from these people and incorporate that into our lives.

Kind of like Lent. It's about the good. About being kind, loving one another, being ready and available, cleansing our hearts.

My heart goes out for the pain of my friend. Her tears silenced me. This person is Joyful, She is kind, and compassionate. Her mother is visible. You can see her. You can feel her.

My friend had Madonna on her Flight. Apparently, she was horrendous. Bummer when someone that you *like* turns out to be a total Bitch, with a God complex...

Sometimes I do things and I am just thankful I am on a plane with a bunch of strangers, rather than with people who will remember and make fun... Today, I got up after take off and used the restroom. I zipped my pants, washed my hands, got my pen and went to ask the people what they wanted for lunch and to drink. A few people in, I feel something bumping against my ankle. I look down and it's my belt. I forgot to buckle up...

I counted all the people I had in first class. Then I counted how many I was SUPPOSED to have. It irritates me when people try to sneak a free seat up there (unless they're a babe). So I go out and the man I had targeted asked me for a vodka soda. I ask him where his original seat is. He points and tells me up there, still in first class. I repeat to him, where was your original seat? He tells me again. I go to examine my already examined paperwork. I had miscounted.

Bullying

I met these two very nice guys on my last trip. I started talking to them and discovered they were on their way to meet with some attorneys regarding a terrible thing that happened to them on another airline. Now, this is unsettling. I believe they were bullied, and embarrassed, and should be at least apologized to. This is the website they created, and I warn you it's bad ... I for one will be rooting for Christopher, and Mitchell.

WWW.PLIGHT2171.com