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valis2I just walked in the door from Hawai'i. It was LOVELY and AMAZING and I had a great time.
Up until the last eighteen hours.
I woke up in the morning to discover that a blood vessel had burst in my eye, and my eyelid was terribly swollen, so we nixed the morning pictures we were going to take.
I wanted this fabulous dried apple banana that I had first discovered in Australia. I had the Maui guy save some for me. We stopped to pick it up on the way to the airport, and were told it was his day off. So no dried apple banana.
My friends dropped me off at the airport at 8:52 pm EST (2:52 HST). I got on the plane, and the people who sat down next to me had TWO twenty month old boys. YES. TWINS. Who screamed and cried for the first flight to Kona.
I bought a horrible sandwich from the plane (take heed, you of few plane flights; you no longer receive free food on long flights), and it was evil in my tummy during the rest of the flight, and made me feel sick.
Then, during the second flight to Chicago, one of the twins sat in his mother's lap next to me and slept, kicking me in his sleep through the entire flight, meaning I got almost no sleep. Maybe about a half hour. Then the plane is late getting into Chicago. I race a mile across O'Hare and grab the flight to Detroit, blissfully unaware that my luggage is not so speedy, and that it is, in fact, actually taking the next flight out because it apparently needed a bit of leisure time. So I get to Detroit...no luggage. I have to go through the whole thing, explaining every possible item that could be in my luggage EVER, and exact descriptions of the luggage. I decide to wait the two hours just to see if it shows up, and it does, so I drive home.
Worst drive ever. Normally I can get a little bit sleepy while driving, but this was a whole new level of sleepy. I was slapping myself like a lunatic (which is my drastic last resort). I was turning up the radio. Singing. Shouting. Hitting my head against the steering wheel. Rearranging luggage in the back seat. It didn't matter. After a mile I'd be nearly nodding off again. And this is an hour and forty-five minute drive.
I get home to find out that I ordered the wrong item AGAIN for the THIRD TIME and now I have to go through the embarrassment and waste of time to order the right thing and return the wrong thing.
And worst of all, very worst of all, I've been juried out of a FANTASTIC show I've done for ten years. I am so depressed about that. I did not have new slides made (it can run about $400-$500, and I thought, well, I'm always grandfathered into this show, I don't need new slides because I'm not trying to get into any other shows) and then when I sent in the application I realized that they were no longer grandfathering people in. I am so totally unhappy. It was a rather economically priced show, and I always did terrific business there, with repeat customers every year. I'm so upset!
I look like a tanned, completely wrecked version of myself, with hair flying about, giant Red Eye O' Scary Ooo Scary, and dazed ugh look in the other eye.
I haven't eaten since the Sandwich of Doooom, so when I got into the apartment I thought I should have a sugary drink of some sort, but nothing too acidic, and found that the fridge contained only orange juice and a lone bottle of IBC. I said no to the orange juice. The IBC is just what I'm looking for, I thought happily. At last! Something works!
The cap was rusted to the bottle and I almost couldn't get it off, and it looked funky, and I ended up pouring it down the drain.
Argh.
There is no food either. I can either eat ice cream or lettuce, and right now, neither sounds happy.
Thank goodness the rest of the trip was absolutely marvelous.
Pictures and babblings about Hawai'i to follow soon.
*hugs da flist*
Up until the last eighteen hours.
I woke up in the morning to discover that a blood vessel had burst in my eye, and my eyelid was terribly swollen, so we nixed the morning pictures we were going to take.
I wanted this fabulous dried apple banana that I had first discovered in Australia. I had the Maui guy save some for me. We stopped to pick it up on the way to the airport, and were told it was his day off. So no dried apple banana.
My friends dropped me off at the airport at 8:52 pm EST (2:52 HST). I got on the plane, and the people who sat down next to me had TWO twenty month old boys. YES. TWINS. Who screamed and cried for the first flight to Kona.
I bought a horrible sandwich from the plane (take heed, you of few plane flights; you no longer receive free food on long flights), and it was evil in my tummy during the rest of the flight, and made me feel sick.
Then, during the second flight to Chicago, one of the twins sat in his mother's lap next to me and slept, kicking me in his sleep through the entire flight, meaning I got almost no sleep. Maybe about a half hour. Then the plane is late getting into Chicago. I race a mile across O'Hare and grab the flight to Detroit, blissfully unaware that my luggage is not so speedy, and that it is, in fact, actually taking the next flight out because it apparently needed a bit of leisure time. So I get to Detroit...no luggage. I have to go through the whole thing, explaining every possible item that could be in my luggage EVER, and exact descriptions of the luggage. I decide to wait the two hours just to see if it shows up, and it does, so I drive home.
Worst drive ever. Normally I can get a little bit sleepy while driving, but this was a whole new level of sleepy. I was slapping myself like a lunatic (which is my drastic last resort). I was turning up the radio. Singing. Shouting. Hitting my head against the steering wheel. Rearranging luggage in the back seat. It didn't matter. After a mile I'd be nearly nodding off again. And this is an hour and forty-five minute drive.
I get home to find out that I ordered the wrong item AGAIN for the THIRD TIME and now I have to go through the embarrassment and waste of time to order the right thing and return the wrong thing.
And worst of all, very worst of all, I've been juried out of a FANTASTIC show I've done for ten years. I am so depressed about that. I did not have new slides made (it can run about $400-$500, and I thought, well, I'm always grandfathered into this show, I don't need new slides because I'm not trying to get into any other shows) and then when I sent in the application I realized that they were no longer grandfathering people in. I am so totally unhappy. It was a rather economically priced show, and I always did terrific business there, with repeat customers every year. I'm so upset!
I look like a tanned, completely wrecked version of myself, with hair flying about, giant Red Eye O' Scary Ooo Scary, and dazed ugh look in the other eye.
I haven't eaten since the Sandwich of Doooom, so when I got into the apartment I thought I should have a sugary drink of some sort, but nothing too acidic, and found that the fridge contained only orange juice and a lone bottle of IBC. I said no to the orange juice. The IBC is just what I'm looking for, I thought happily. At last! Something works!
The cap was rusted to the bottle and I almost couldn't get it off, and it looked funky, and I ended up pouring it down the drain.
Argh.
There is no food either. I can either eat ice cream or lettuce, and right now, neither sounds happy.
Thank goodness the rest of the trip was absolutely marvelous.
Pictures and babblings about Hawai'i to follow soon.
*hugs da flist*
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Date: 2006-07-07 07:31 pm (UTC)I'm sorry it went sour there at the end; try to hang onto the marvellous bits in your memory. Hawaii is just outrageously fantabulous and beautiful, isn't it?
Your story reminds me a little of a friend who took this fantastic trip to Italy, but whose return flight to Canada was supposed to be on September 12th, 2001... He was very very miserable, very very tired, and very very broke by the time he finally made it home a week later.
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Date: 2006-07-07 08:17 pm (UTC)Your poor friend! I can imagine how horrible that would have been. Bizarrely enough, my sister and I were planning on taking a trip to Italy right around that week, and at the last minute we decided against it (kind of randomly). Thank goodness, or our story would have been quite similar.
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Date: 2006-07-07 07:33 pm (UTC)Welcome back!
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Date: 2006-07-07 08:18 pm (UTC)And it's so nice to be back! Thank you so much!
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Date: 2006-07-07 07:38 pm (UTC)*soothes*
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Date: 2006-07-07 08:19 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-07 08:22 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-07 08:29 pm (UTC)Ah, my head is totally muddled. I'd go to bed but that would put me so seriously out of whack as far as time is concerned...
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Date: 2006-07-07 08:34 pm (UTC)Durr.
;-)
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Date: 2006-07-07 08:35 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-07 07:56 pm (UTC)love, lore
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Date: 2006-07-07 08:19 pm (UTC)And wait 'til you see the pics! whee! I had so much fun.
Urgent! Urgent! Urgent!
Date: 2006-07-07 09:00 pm (UTC)Are you interested in participating in the Saturday night Secret Snagrid Sisterhood field trip? - to 'Thunder From Down Under' - which is the Australian male revue at the Excalibur. *g*
Let me know asap, as I will need to order tickets for the group in the next few days.
Re: Urgent! Urgent! Urgent!
Date: 2006-07-07 09:03 pm (UTC)I'd love to go. How late does it run? I have a thought that I'd like to see the movies (with the hive mentality, it should be a lot of fun) that evening, which start at 9pm, but if not, it's no great loss. The Snagrid Sisterhood sounds much more fun.
Re: Urgent! Urgent! Urgent!
Date: 2006-07-08 01:03 am (UTC)Re: Urgent! Urgent! Urgent!
Date: 2006-07-11 04:22 am (UTC)Tomorrow I'll be buying for our group the tickets to
the 9pm Saturday (July 29th) show. (Need to buy the
tickets all in one go so that we can be seated as a
group.) Looks like there'll be 4 in our party (you,
me, and two other devoted Snagrid sisters).
This is going to be fun!
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Date: 2006-07-07 09:02 pm (UTC)Swansmooches!
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Date: 2006-07-07 09:04 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-07 09:19 pm (UTC)But I'm so happy you had a great trip...can't wait to see the pics ♥
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Date: 2006-07-07 09:22 pm (UTC)Thanks for the sympathy.
I'm really slap-happy right now and loopy.
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Date: 2006-07-07 09:57 pm (UTC)Glad you had a fantastic time, though. Yay!
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Date: 2006-07-07 10:43 pm (UTC)I can't wait to put up the pics! I have a couple of the seashore that I think you'll like. *dances*
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Date: 2006-07-07 11:58 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-07 11:24 pm (UTC)Welcome back, darling! *hugs you*
It's so good to have you back. :-)
Catsmooches and purrs...
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Date: 2006-07-08 01:27 am (UTC)*lionsmooches*
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Date: 2006-07-07 11:33 pm (UTC)Welcome back stranger!
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Date: 2006-07-08 01:40 am (UTC)What a fabulous place!
And it's good to be here! Lovely to see a familiar face! *hugs*
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Date: 2006-07-08 01:10 am (UTC)Got your card today. Thanks!
Welcome back!
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Date: 2006-07-08 01:41 am (UTC)Glad you liked the card! ;)
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Date: 2006-07-08 09:10 am (UTC)I have some kitty treats if you fancy them. *hands over a pride- sized box*
:)
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Date: 2006-07-08 06:16 pm (UTC);)
Thanks, sweetie. *hugs*
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Date: 2006-07-08 06:18 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-08 02:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-08 06:19 pm (UTC)I slept FOREVER. Like until 12:45. I was o-u-t. Whew!
My eye is now quite spectacular. I think I'll have to go to the doctor.
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Date: 2006-07-08 03:18 pm (UTC)I miss you!
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Date: 2006-07-08 06:19 pm (UTC)That pic totally cracks me up.
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Date: 2006-07-09 12:34 am (UTC)That is sad about the show. [Sends hugs]
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Date: 2006-07-09 04:30 am (UTC)*hugs* Thanks for the sympathy!
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Date: 2006-07-09 04:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-09 03:50 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-09 04:52 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-09 04:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-10 02:48 pm (UTC)GREAT BIG HUG
for your troubles, before I go to marvel at your (sure to be) lovely pics.
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Date: 2006-07-10 06:34 pm (UTC)I look less awful today, that's for certain. My eye is still scary and bloody, but thankfully I have today off, and I don't plan on walking about and scaring innocent children.
:)