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for history’s sake and the *tradition* we started taking a pic of traffic everytime we return to LA and drive on the 405 south. this is supposed to be a carpool lane, but we are moving slower than all other lanes.


at least its sunny, and we arent in a rush. have been stressed on this road many-a-time heading to a gig!


I had to travel…

And I’m not sure if traveling with people was different this trip because it was for business. I found myself with a different disposition- I wasn’t there to be nice (kind, yes, but not nice) and I expected the same courteous behavior from my co-passengers.

I flew southwest from Vegas back to Oakland… Southwest thought they had too many booked for the flight so I volunteered to go on a later flight and get a voucher. This was awesome- I received $200 voucher PLUS the $ for the cost of my flight. An excellent showing of customer appreciation and I was happy do to it. Then, turns out, they had room on my original flight so I boarded just as it was about to depart.

Not 1 minute after I was seated did a little kid start to cry. And all of you know those particular kids who cry for the attention because they have their parents wrapped around their finger… well, this was one of those kids. Joy, I thought. Karma has to balance itself out this quickly? Boo.  This family of 6 (two grandparents, 2 kids, Mom & Dad) was seated directly to my right.  The FAA requires children over 2 yrs. to sit in their own seat. So Mom threw a stink, but moved, and then the kid proceeds to cry for the entire time we take off and up until we reached 10,000 ft. Here is my question: Why not move DAD instead of MOM??? Well, that question was answered on the decent- the kid just likes to cry when he wants something and doesn’t stop until his parents appease him. Nice parenting folks.  (I still don’t understand why Mom didn’t stay with the little terror and had Dad move instead. Duh people.)

And, these people had the nerve to turn a DVD on for the kids- and have the sound up so all of the plane could hear Mickey Mouse and his frickin’ adventure shit. Oh Brother. It got so annoying (and I was trying to get some work done on the laptop) that I asked the Dad if they had any headphones- he replied “why, is it too loud?” I said, “Yes, and its annoying.” Well, Mom finally moved back to sit with the terrors and she turned the DVD up louder. Kid cried on the decent, blah blah blah. Great flight ;p

I realized as we were waiting to get to our gate that I needed to let it go. Just relax, and take note of the things you will want to do and not do when you have kids Kara- when you’re on an airplane with people riding for business or pleasure and you have kids. Be considerate of those people Kara. So, I let it go. I even let the Dad and one kid go in front of me while de-boarding- and I got no thank you. Then all 6 of them blocked the exit from the plane to the corridor.

I love people who are oblivious to everything around them and have no sense of courtesy. Maybe they can sell me what they take so I can act that way too, and not care?

Aye yay yay.  At least I have no complaints and only praise for Southwest (except for the lame Pocahontas song that the flight attendant serenaded us with before we got off).

Vegas baby

I met up with my wonderful sister this past weekend in vegas- and we had a blast. Yes, I lost money, but not as much as I thought I would. Hubby made me set a limit or budget, if you will, and I stuck to it! (Well, very close to it, which was at least the point for him). What was great was that by the end of the weekend I was all gambled out. YES! ME! I was. It felt good too. On Saturday night, the sister and I just relaxed in our awesome hotel room, snacked and played cards. We fell asleep watching SNL.

I was up at the butt crack of dawn for the earliest of all flights back to SF. I used my united miles for the roundtrip so I can’t complain too badly. Sunday I was home by 9:30am, in my bed, sleeping. Ah- nothing like getting in your own bed after a flight and a nice shower. Sister, on the other hand, and bless her heart, had a red eye flight Sunday night, AND she gained 3 hours coming from Vegas on pacific time to Florida on east coast time. Hopefully she’ll get her sleep caught up.

It occurred to me that in another 2 weeks I’ll be back in Vegas. No, not because I have a gambling problem- a college friend of my hubby’s is getting married there (during the week). And, we’ll meet up with a cousin I have seen in years. Maybe I’ll play a few rounds of craps and blackjack though. 🙂