Tonight I take the boys to football practice. Daddy is on the road to Raleigh. More on that later.
Words can not express how much I HATE hot weather. I hate heat. I hate to sweat. I hate those blood sucking freaks of nature that look like birds, but in fact are mosquitos. And to be forced to sit out in it for two hours. I need a book, a good book. And a big cold drink. And surface to air missles for the freaks of nature.
Crap
But at least I'm not driving 6 hours to Raleigh.
Which is the alternative to waiting in 6 hour lines at the airport.
Which is the REALLY serious alternative to getting your ass blown out of the sky by terrorists weilding saline solution and Ipods, leaving a stunned and devastated family behind.
Rock on Scotland Yard and I mean that in all heartfelt sincerity.
Perspective...it's a GOOD thing.
1 comment:
dumb terrorists ruining the whole flying experience for everyone
like sitting in a metal tube 30,000 feet in the air isn't scary enough on its own merit! geesh.
weren't they ever taught to use their words???
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