Waaaaaaahhhhhh

I don't want to leave yet.

One point five hours until I get on the plane back to reality. Today the pediatric dentist called to let me know Madison has an appointment tomorrow at 8:15am and I told her to shove a sock in it Lady because I'm STILL on vacation.

They keep pulling me back in.

I just had a large sangria swirled margarita at Rosario's and while that seems like a good 'last hurrah' I mostly feel like I'm not ready to go back to reality.

I'm spending the next hour soaking up as much of the texas sun as I can. Which means I will be the red lobster sitting in seat 9A on Northwest flight 1068 out of San Antonio. But as God as my witness I will not leave this wonderland looking like a pearly white yankee.

I thought I'd write more while on this vacation but I didn't. I was too busy sleeping.

My God the sleep.

I talked to Max this morning and told him I can't wait to see him because I'm going to SQUEEZE him. He said, "You're going to squeeze all my blood out of me?"

How did I raise such a morbid child?

I have such good stories. Like the dream tank top coming home with me. Like the 60+ minute walk I accidentally took the dog on where I got so lost I looked like a sweaty lunatic walking up to strangers (texans are nice to crazy people!) asking them to please help me find my street! Help me!

I am sitting in an exit row on the flight home. I'm fairly certain I can lift the exit door off and help people off the plane but I also tend to panic in these situations. Let's all pray I don't have to do my duty for the people of flight 1068.

Comments

[Bonnie]

Oh, hooray! You DID go to Rosario's! Isn't it the best? What did you eat? Go ahead--torture me.

[Kismet]

Uh, welcome home?
No, probably not.

~K!

[Newbie Blogger]

What a great Mother's Day retreat... we're all jealous, you know! I want a solitary vacation for Mother's Day next year!

[Bente]

That's so funny you're thinking about the possibility of helping poeple off the plane. Hey, at least you're prepared!

[Dot]

Isn't Texas great, and so far from your monster-in-law!

[Lala]

It's ok, the door is meant to come out fairly easily when you turn the handle, weighs about thirty pounds, give or take. You'll be fine.

[Jenn]

Now I have to go out and buy myself a t-shirt that says, "My friend came down to Texas and she didn't even get me this lousy t-shirt...(or a drink!)" ;-)

Next time...Big D or Austin, baby!

[Phil]

Oh great, now I've got "Rock Lobster" in my head.

[kalisah]

I know just how you feel. I feel the EXACT SAME WAY every Sunday night...

[Penny Pressed]

I can't sit in those exit rows. Because, for the length of my flight, I worry about the position I'm in, wondering if I'm noble enough to save people, to show the way, to open the door and escort strangers to freedom. Then, I scour the plane for those people who might pose a problem--the lady with the pet dog who she'll insist is coming along, the giant man who might need an extra shove or ten. Can I really cut it? Can I lead them to freedom? Can I be their Messiah? This is what I worry about while we're at crusing altitude, and, I'm sorry, but the legroom? Just not worth all that for me. I hope you fared better. (And I'm so glad you had a great time! You totally deserve it.)

[Ada]

Penny Pressed, you and me man.
I give the passengers a good hard look when I get those seats too. I think, I've got a child to live for, what do YOU have, man? What are YOU living for? YOU be the Messiah.

[Ada]

Penny Pressed, you and me man.
I give the passengers a good hard look when I get those seats too. I think, I've got a child to live for, what do YOU have, man? What are YOU living for? YOU be the Messiah.

[Ada]

Whay the hell do I always post twice. It makes me look like such a dork. I don't click twice.

honest, i don't

[laura]

San Antonio will miss your presence. I feel a little empty already. My take on those emergency exit doors: I'm throwing that door outside, I'm following it, and everyone else is on their own. Whenever I sit on an exit row, I make sure everyone sitting next to me is in on the plan. We make a pact to take care of ourselves, and only ourselves. I talk to people too much on airplanes but we're always the row that's laughing too loud.

[Pam]

I am an eternal pessimist, so my take on the exit row seating is simple--if the plane is going down, we are all going to die. I then stretch out my legs and order a drink.

[Poppy]

You keep repeating the flight number so we'll recognize it on the news, right?

Personally, I'm a big fan of the emergency exit row, as I'm a control freak and I don't trust anyone else to get my ass and the asses of my fellow passengers off the plane in case of emergency. It's a case of if I want something done right, I'll just do it myself, dammit.

[Marie]

I'm getting a bad case of DTs just listening to the thought of your return...I HATE coming home from any vacation. Good Luck!

[Marie]

I'm getting a bad case of DTs just listening to the thought of your return...I HATE coming home from any vacation. Good Luck!

[Sarcomical]

with little boys it's always all about the blood.