So I got up at 4:45 this morning to take the sister to the oh-so-happenin' Monroe airport. We pull up to the curb, say our goodbyes, and a skycap walks up, asks her where she headed to, and then tells her that her flight has been cancelled. See, that's the nice thing about flying out of a small town: the skycaps give you the heads up before your ride leaves. It turns out that the plane she was supposed to leave on never made it in last night because of the tornadoes and such. So already, on the busiest travel day of the year, flights are cancelled, people are crying (not me or Rachel, but some other lady behind me who couldn't roll with the proverbial punches), cars are being rented so people can just drive instead of wait for the 5pm flight that they had been re-booked on. You would think they would have a spare plane out back and a pilot on call so they could avoid such situations. I'm tellin' you - they should consult me on such things.
Well, Rachel drove to Shreveport to catch a flight there, so hopefully it will all work out for her and she won't be too delayed by the snow in the midwest. I'm heading out in a half an hour or so for Texas. I hear they're changing their slogan to "The Big Rainy".
Easy on the tryptophan.
I've spent the past week weighing the pros and cons of changing jobs. I hadn't been looking for a new job, but an opportunity presented itself and I would have been crazy not to look into it. I had an interview a few weeks ago, but didn't hear back from them until I had almost given up...then they called again. I had a second interview this past week, and wrestled with leaving a company I like and co-workers I really enjoy in order to face the unknown. After several sleepless nights, I accepted the offer to change jobs and I'll start in 2 weeks. I really am sad to be leaving here. It's a pleasure to work with people I like so much, but the time has come to move on to more challenging things.
This Thanksgiving, you can have all of the taste and none of the calories with a refreshing glass of calorie-free Green Bean Casserole Soda. Combined with last year's favorite Turkey and Gravy Soda and a side of buttery Mashed Potato Soda, as well as a few other Holiday favorites, mom will never need to cook again. It's all of the pleasure, none of the guilt.
Do you think they're better served chilled or heated?
I voted first thing this morning so I could beat the rush. I expected a crowd at the polls, but it was pretty sparse. Whoever wins (of course I have my preference), I hope it's all over today - uncontested - because I'm sick of seeing it on TV, I'm sick of celebrities thinking their opinions are better than the average person's, and I'm done with political blogs. My election day plan is to count how many people remind me to go vote today - so far, I've had 2.
Oh, I'm also sick of people saying, "I don't care who you vote for, just go vote." I really only want people who agree with me to go vote. I wish all the others would stay home.