Back from Hiatus

My trip to Vegas was absolutely amazing!! I am so grateful that, even unemployed, I was able to go and see all my friends. Looking back at everyone's pictures, I would have been so jealous and depressed had I not gone. Luckily, no one got arrested and there were no jungle cats in the bathroom, but it was still a kick ass time. I actually cried a little the day I left because for 4 days, I got to feel 17 again and was surrounded by my best friends. I actually feel a little sorry for people who didn't get to have the same high school experience as I did. I graduated with 95-120 people (the numbers are still unclear) so we were a pretty tight knit group. Even those that I didn't really spend a lot of time with during our days on the island, walked up a greeted me with a huge smile and a bear hug. Not to sound like a cheeseball but you really could feel the love in the room. I can't explain enough how amazing it was to see everyone. We (well, I and some other close friends) have decided 10 years is entirely too long to wait for the next one, so we're probably going to plan a 5 year one. Although, there are talks about a cruise reunion for next year. THAT'S how exited we are to see each other again.

However, let me tell you about my trip flying to Vegas. SD made me late to the airport on Thursday and by the time I got there, it was too late to check my bags on Delta, so I couldn't take that flight. I was put on the next flight out, which was at 12:40, and I had to pay for it. Then, that plane was late and didn't get in until 1:30pm. Which was bad because I had a connecting flight in Memphis that left at 2:30. I didn't get to Memphis until 3-ish and had to take ANOTHER later flight that didn't even leave Memphis until 7:20pm. I can't even begin to describe how angry I was. All I could do was cry each time a ticket agent told me to take a later flight. My tears, however, got me upgraded to first class from Memphis to Vegas. Once my plane FINALLY got to Memphis and I'm all comfy and excited in first class b/c I've only ever flown coach, a woman and her EFFING TODDLER sit next to me. She was a talker, too. Even when I picked up my book, making it clear that communication was over, she kept yammering. My favorite part was when she asked me if I could watch her child while she went to the bathroom. Really?!? No, I can't, because if she continues to try to climb into the aisle and screams when I stop her, I'm letting her go.

By the time I finally got to Vegas and checked in to my hotel, it was almost 11pm. I was supposed to be there at 1:30pm. Needless to say, I was done speaking to SD while I was there because I needed the entire 4 days to calm down...well, now it was down to 3 days. But then he had a heart attack (like, a real one) so I had no choice but to forgive him and speak to him again. Still not happy about it, but I'm glad he's alive and thankful that he didn't die with me being pissed at him.