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This morning, at 4:00 I was getting dressed. I found my "spanks" in my suitcase. I thought, "oh, I will go ahead and wear these today, since they are here." I have not seen them in awhile and so was surprised to find them in my suitcase. I put one foot in, and thought Good God! These are so tight, but I do need them, and I guess they really need to be tight to tuck it all in. As I continue to try and get them on, I think crap... These are so tiny!
I investigate a little more.... Investingating the tag, I see size 9 months.... oops.

Here in Wichita

Well, here I am again in a hotel business center. Actually, I did have a rather nice afternoon at the mall, and bookstore. I just wanted to swing by here and check my email, and my facebook scrabble games, and then get on with it. I was going to get my hair cut at the mall. They have a Regis salon. I started to look around at the mall patrons, and decided to forego that and just eat instead. I had a nice subway sandwich and some chips. I had a 6 inch for lunch, and a 6 inch for dinner, but I did eat it all at one time.

The trip thus far has been uneventful. The planes have been so empty (scary) which gives me even more time to read the paper, and get nervous about our economy and the fate of the country. I guess if I do get furloughed, I ought to be happy that Obama is in office. At least my unemployment will be maximized! I really do not have too much fear of getting the axe, but when these flights are so empty it is hard not to start with the "what ifs". OK. fine. It is hard for me not to "what if" anyways.

I have found a fairly difficult transition of returning to work (for the 2nd time). I just hope that I am able to get back in a routine and try not to cry everytime I see a baby on the plane. Working Moms, it gets better... right???

Last night in Co Springs, I got into my room at the Crowne Plaza, (which is not my favorite chain for an entirely different set of reasons!!!) and the bathtub was filled with water. GROSS. You probably think that I requested a new room. I didn't. I just drained the thing and went to bed. I know, GROSS... My alarm clock was askew and went off every 2 hours. I know I should have unplugged it but I wanted to know what time it was whenever my eyes opened. So I just turned it off every 2 hours, rolled over and went back to sleep. This all said, it is 5:30 here in Wichita, and I am off to bed!

Twas the Night Before Christmas.

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the plane,
Not a creature was stirring, except that shitzu (what a pain)
The people were tucked away up in their seats
in hopes of being ontime for their Christmas treats.

The children were mostly asleep, that's right.
except the one behind you kicked your seat all night!
The drinks were all out, and the stew was back reading.
The first class folks were all finished with their feeding.

When from under the seat, there came such a clatter.
My God! it's that shitzu, what the hell is the matter????
I asked, "Did you drug your dog so he would sleep?"
"No, ma'am, I never thought he would make a peep"

People start looking at this dog, that is yelping,
looking at me, like I should be helping.
I am no dog whisperer, that is all that I know.
But, lady you are disturbing row after row!!

The babies start waking and thinking we are there,
no little babies, we are still in the air!
I smile my Christmas smile, and stand up straight,
it looks, my friend, like we will be an hour late!

The weather is cold, and it might be a bit choppy.
But I put on my lipstick, I can not look sloppy.
We get where we are going, and goodbyes are all said.
after this flight, you better believe my book is all read!

Sometimes People get sick. I always dread the thought of someone getting sick on my plane (I mean really sick in a big way, I can deal with vomit)... So, this morning this chick hits her light. I go up there and expect her to ask for a blanket, she tells me she is sick. I get her some food, and ginger ale, and an ice cold wash cloth. I come back and ask if she needs a doctor. I ask more questions, and she decides to try and go to the bathroom. So, I assit her into the first class bathroom, except she doesn't make it. She fainted on me. It was scary, but there was a doctor onboard, and she is fine.

Magazines!

One thing I love about my job is getting all of the magazines people leave behind. I was really out of touch with the Gossip Mags and Entertainment Industry news. ;)

One question....

AM I THE ONLY PERSON THAT DOES NOT THINK MILEY CYRUS IS CUTE? I know let lightening strike me for being so rude, but seriously.... Am I?

Just so you know, Flight Attendants are not supposed to lift passenger's bags into the overhead bins. You would be shocked how many people sit down bag in aisle and ask me to put it up for them. Usually, I just tell them I am pregnant, so no, I will not lift your bag... Anyways, my friend Mark, who is no longer a f/a, once had a passenger in the bulkhead, request for Mark to get his bag down. Mark looked at the guy and said something along the lines of..."Why don't you get up and get it yourself" Guy's reply, "I would if my legs were not paralyzed." OOPS. This story always goes thru my mind when someone asks me to get a bag down....

Just got home from a trip. It began on Monday morning. I went to the plane and introduced myself to the other crew members. The first officer was there, and had an unidentifiable look on him... His face was holding some sort of a smirk. His pants were weird, too. He has a closet with all of his uniform pieces in it (and that is it)... Apparently that is NOT it. His wife put a pair of her black, boot cut pants in his closet, and he was wearing them! They were snug in all the right places... He is a commuter, so drove to DFW Sunday night, and did not notice until Monday morning. He had these pants on all 3 days of our trip, and it provided a great laugh! I would have taken a picture, but I think he would have KILLED me!