Check your lotion!

Excuse me, Sir? Yeah, you...the business dressed man in front of me in line at airport security. Can you please hang up your phone and take your shoes off. I realize you're a very important person, but do you really think you're more important than the 100 people behind you that are trying to catch their flights? Also, Miss? I know your flight leaves in 5 minutes, but maybe you should have planned a little better when leaving for the airport. I woke up early (left my meeting early, turned off the tv early) to get to the airport on time. Maybe you should have done that too.

I travel a lot for my work. Usually four times a month. I've been to most major cities in the U.S. and some not so major. Most of these people I've mentioned look like they've traveled a lot too. I'm not sure why they act like they don't know what they're doing. Yes, security lines are usually slow and long. It's a price we pay for being secure on an airplane. I try not to get frustrated with the families with 4 kids and the old, retired couples who don't understand that grandma can't bring her hand lotion through security. I know these people probably don't travel very often and kids come with many accessories. Business travelers don't have this excuse! It's not all about you, Buddy...it's all about me!

Shoes

I love shoes. No, really, I love them. We’re turning an extra bedroom in our house into a closet so that I have more room to store my shoes. That’s how much I love shoes. Now, I have a large foot – size 10, usually wide. That makes it difficult to find shoes that fit comfortably. I don’t care. If they’re cute, I want them. Actually I should clarify – I love sandals. High heeled, pink, yellow, red, blue, doesn’t matter. All of this unnecessary information is to say that when I heard that Las Vegas has a $3.99 shoe store, I had to go. HAD. TO. GO. So I did.

It was like shoe heaven. Sandals, flats, loafers, tennis shoes, boots. Now, granted, if you spend $3.99 on shoes, you can’t expect to get Manolo Blanicks. Not even Nine Wests. These shoes were cheap and most looked cheap, but there were so many of them. This store didn’t even have a large selection of sizes. I only found a few in my size and even fewer in my size that I liked, but I limited myself to 3 pair. I found a delicious pair of yellow and white polka dotted high heeled sandals, a pair of red and white checkered high heeled sandals and a pair of red sandals with a metallic stiletto heel. These I will forever refer to as my “Hooker Shoes.” These shoes scream street corner, red lipstick and a micro mini skirt, but I don’t care. I love them.

Now I’m off to buy clothes that match my new shoes. I think I have an addiction.

Where have all the manners gone?

So I'm not doing a very good job at keeping my blog up to date. It's been a couple of weeks since I so enthusiasticly set this website up and I'm not doing well at posting. I guess I'm just having a hard time deciding what to blog about. B and I don't have kids yet, so I don't have any amusing stories about my charming children and their crazy antics.

I travel a lot for my work and am in Las Vegas this week, training some employees on a new software. It amazes me sometimes how rude people can be. Were my parents the only ones who instilled good manners in their children? Are my brother and I the only ones who were constantly reminded to say please and thank you? To listen when someone is talking, or at the very least, to whisper if you aren't listening to someone talk and not TALK LOUDER THAN THE SPEAKER??!?!! Yes, we have 2 of those people in our class. I realize that we're not teaching rocket science or even something less challenging and more interesting, but come on people! These two women sat in the back of the room, talking in their normal speaking voice while L and I were talking to the group. Now, keep in mind, this is a very small room - maybe 20 feet x 20 feet. I don't know, I guess their plans for the evening are so much more important than this new system we're using at work. (I'm sure they're more interesting, but still...) Then they have the nerve to raise their hands and ask a question that we just covered. Agghhh!!! It makes me want to rip their tongues out, but I'm thinking that wouldn't be very professional and would probably come up on my next review.

Today was a 2 lattes day.

My First Blog Ever

I know, it's a completely lame title. I'm not quite sure why I started this blog. I don't know how much I have to say and it seems a little weird to write a "diary" that anyone who can open their Internet browser (which is everyone except a few 90 year olds and a couple of children under the age of 2) can access. A little about me - I have a great husband, who we'll call B - we've been married almost 4 years now. No kids yet, but we have 2 dogs and 2 cats who drive me absolutely crazy. We also have a roommate, we'll call him M. M has been living with us off and on for about 9 months now. He has a pregnant girlfriend who lives elsewhere and he's waiting until she gets here to get a place of his own to live. I have a great job that allows me to travel a lot. My job is managing people which I've decided means babysitting. It amazes me that grown adults have to be coddled, watched and disciplined on a regular basis, but more on that later. We live in a suburb of Dallas, so we're about to enter the summer months of hell. I've lived here for several years now and I'm still not used to the way the heat of the summer slams into you for four months out of the year.