Leaving on a Jet Plane

I know, it's been a while since I last updated. But apparently, I'm a cross-country traveler!

Chicago was ok. I didn't do anything there. Flew in, attended a conference, slept and flew out. The meeting took place at the Doubletree was I was stuck there the whole time. I do have to pat myself on the back for my improving airport skills.

First, I will say that I hate to fly. I guess it's because I feel completely out of control (although I can't be any less in control than I am when I'm riding with John in the car). And yes, I understand you're more likely to be killed on the way to the airport than in a plane. But how many movies are there on car accidents? Very few--plane crashes as much more entertaining, apparently. I AM getting used to it. In fact, once those initial 5 minutes of takeoff are over, and we don't explode, I feel pretty good about the flight.

Second, many of you know that I'm a little bit of a nervous person in general. I do not like to be late to things and I don't like for things to be off schedule. So, you can imagine how the airport messes with my sense of control. I even get to the airport about an hour and a half early in OKC. I wait for a while, but my heart doesn't race and I'm less likely to be searched by security (they only search you when you're about to miss your plane!). Anyway, I don't like it when my itinerary is thrown off.

So, since I've heard horror stories about how busy O'Hare airport is and how behind it always is, I wanted to be there very early for my return flight. I left the Doubletree with 2 hours before my flight, and ended up getting right through security. What made me do this, I don't know, but I decided to see if there was an earlier flight to St. Louis (connecting airport). There was! It was leaving in 10 minutes. So I ran. I ran and ran and ran through O-Hare Airport with my 50-pound piece of luggage and 20-pound shoulder bag in my heels. Heels, running, across the largest airport in America. And I made it. I ran onto the plane and they literally shut the door behind me!

So I get to St. Louis, and I'm thinking "I don't want to wait for another 4 hours for my flight home". And guess what? They had an earlier flight to OKC that was supposed to leave 10 minutes before I landed and it was delayed. So I made that one, too. Instead of being delayed on my way home, I was home 2 and a half hours early! However, I did have bad blisters from running in heels, and couldn't wear dress shoes for a week.

I went to Missouri this past weekend, which was great to see the grandparents, eat lots of food, and watch OU beat Nebraska. I watched the game with my Grandma. I think she might have been bored but she thought I was awfully funny! Let's give a round of applause for Rhett Bomar and his sling of receivers--finally completing some passes. We may be bowling after all.

Anyone else think maybe the Hornets game was rigged last night? Seriously--they beat Sacramento by like 30 points for their home opener. They won, what, 1 pre-season game? Conspiracy theories floating all over our office today!

I also have to give the "Husband of the Year" award to John. He sent me a HUGE boquet of flowers last week for no reason except "Just Because". They're still blooming and making my office beautiful.

I'll post pics of Easton and Mason's Halloween costumes shortly.