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ON THE ROAD Yesterday was a full day of traveling from LA to my Mom's here in Florida. The trip was pretty uneventful and Peggy had little to no problems. Ok, she did somehow open her travel bag on the plane and leaped out like she was a Magician's Trick. All the passengers nearby gasped appropriately (so did I) perhaps thinking she was the tiniest little white terrorist ever and one more thing to worry about. However, due to the heroic efforts of myself and the woman sitting next to me, she was subdued and peace was restored. At LAX the line for security check was out the door and zig-zagging inside between dividers like a ride at DisneyWorld. This was before I'd gotten in line to get my E-Ticket. I wondered if I was going to make my plane leaving in an hour and a half when an agent walked over to me and said "Come to this window". Oh, ok, so much for waiting in line. Earphones on the plane are now FIVE dollars which is beyond ridiculous and rather cruel since you're pretty much forced to watch the movie. Fortunately the film was "Spy KIds 2" so the lack of sound was a benefit and I was exhausted and fell to sleep. The layover in Charlotte, NC was where the clichéd "We're not in Kansas anymore" kicked in. After living in NYC and now LA, I really take for granted how people dress. This Fashion Culture Shock will be another entire post but any doubt as to America's taste has been firmly answered. I began playing a little game in my head called "What, if anything, could this person wear to make them look good?" It wasn't as easy as it sounds. Seeing my Mom is great. She's currently at work (at the Gift Shop) and hates the owner with a passion so I'm sure she'll return with some juicy stories. She's apparently not alone, the last woman who also worked there said she was going to lunch and just never came back.
Peggy is deeply infatuated with the "Kitties". One has decided to call her bluff and hisses and takes a swipe and her impudance infuriates Diva Peggy to no end. She comes over to both my Mother and I barking as if to say "Can you believe that bitch?". Yeah, I can pretty much. Just back slowly away from the Kitties and nooone will get hurt. |
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