"Flying to the west coast," was all my email said, as I was hoping for a little company...you know...a familiar face in a sea of happy-go-lucky-park-hopping strangers...and my dear friend and fellow mommyblogger, Donna (a.k.a. Socal Mom) rose to the occasion!
We had ourselves a virtual Mommy Bloggers' Holiday, for real (she tells the story, so well) and we tore that park up with laughter and squeals of...OMG, how fast does this ride go...not to mention, my kids are totally going to hate me for this...I had a BLAST!
Donna took a picture of me - yes, we wear a lot of black...in Jersey - and I do NOT believe I've ever looked so...sunny...or, this relaxed...in a long time!
But, wait until you hear what happened, after...Donna!
I got up bright and early the next morning - okay, it was cloudy and I thought it never rained in southern California - and nearly hugged my driver at the front of the hotel.
"You mean, you actually bought me a bottle of water?"
I swear, you California people are way too healthy - they actually had fresh fruit and flavored water kiosks - and I only found one stand selling churros, in Disneyland!?!?
Guess what snack I picked?
"Ooooh, candy!"
The driver told me that there was more water in the car, if I wanted...but, I was too busy sucking on peppermint to answer...or, care.
"We're you headed?"
I told him I was headed home to the east coast...via, Houston.
"Too bad I've got about 15 minutes to catch my next plane, I would have called my friend, Jenn, and I bet we coulda raised a little h...e...double hockey sticks, yes?"
He didn't know; he wasn't quite sure what a mommyblogger was and he'd never been to Houston!
"That's okay, maybe next time!"
Because, I sat next to the two most...BORING...men, in the world - they were from Texas - and I couldn't wait to get myself on the next plane and home to my babies. I missed each of them - yes, I even had thoughts of kissing Garth (not his real name) heavily, on my mind - and counted the hours, eagerly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking."
Uh-oh.
"We've been circling Newark for the passed 30 minutes and are running low on fuel..."
D'OH!
"...so, we've been diverted to Dulles, to refuel..."
Phew!
"...and, hopefully, we'll be good to land in Newark...um...shortly."
We were scheduled to land at 10:10 p.m. and it was already 11:00 p.m. - being on a plane since noon - the day had turned way too long, already. No matter. I was having a good time.
"So, what do you think was the best Disney movie, EVER!?!?"
Personally, the kids and I still enjoy watching Toy Story and absolutely loved The Incredibles!
"Uh, ladies and gentlemen..."
Now what?
"...we seem to be having an experience."
Boy, did we have fun with that one!
"What do you think he really means, by experience?"
Being way in the back of the plane - sitting in the last row - it was hard to say.
"One of our passengers is having a moment..."
Oh, okay.
"...and we're waiting for the authorities..."
Riiiiight.
"...to escort him OFF the plane."
Well, then good.
"Look, there's an ambulance!"
We all crane our necks and ignore the pleas of the flight attendants - as if, we were NOT on the verge of a riot, already - to get a good look.
"OMG...there he is..."
And I couldn't believe that I actually squealed, with delight.
"...and I think he's NAKED!"
Yep, like a newborn baby...only bigger...and balder...and...well, the rest I'm really trying hard...to forget.
"He's letting himself into the ambulance..."
As calm as can be, thank you very much.
"...and he's closing the doors!"
Apparently, Mr. Phys-co-in-first-class wasn't very happy about being delayed, either, and felt it necessary to get naked in Dulles!
"Man, that was so worth the divert!"
Me, not so much - how we laughed, and laughed - and we were still giggling, even after landing about 1:30 a.m.
"OMG...you're still here!?!?"
The driver was standing there - all wide-eyed and what the hey - and this time, I hugged him!
"So, where you headed?"
What, no candy?
"Well, figuring we're getting home at about 3:00 a.m...straight into my husbands arms and then right to bed!"
[raises eyebrows]
"I mean, I've got two soccer games, this morning...sheesh!"
Though, it was worth it - both Mini-me and The Boy scored a goal - it was a lovely mommybloggers' holiday and what happened in Dulles...well, consider it a perk.
"Momma...I feel sick...BELCH...BLAAAH!"
Doncha wish you had a life, like me!?!
You and me baby...darn right we coulda raised a little h...e...double hockey sticks!
Tell your Goofy friends at Disney to send me out to play with you next time you go! We can all party---like responsible mommybloggers.
Or I will catch you when I am on your side of the country.
But before next summer. Definitely before then!
Oh, and those boring guys from Texas...not typical. We like 'em hot, buff and on horseback. Oh wait, that might just be me. But Texas men are da bomb nevertheless!
Posted by: Jenn | 10/15/2007 at 10:50 PM
Sounds like you had a fabulous time!! What a trip your plane ride was, wow!!
Posted by: Jenny | 10/17/2007 at 01:24 PM