eleneariel: (leaving)
I hate packing. My room looks like a tornado went through it, and I have to narrow the mess down to what will be 1) practical, 2) warm, 3) look nice and, oh yeah, 4) fit in a carry-on suitcase, because I refuse to give the airlines another chance to "misplace" my bags.

On the other hand, I can pat myself on the pack for taking care of this now and not late Wednesday night.

And Thursday night I will not only be meeting [profile] equuschick , [profile] elanortheeldest , and their family, but also - Lord willing - [info]krikketgirl ! If that doesn't make packing worthwhile, I don't know what would. 

Travel!

Jan. 17th, 2008 08:14 am
eleneariel: (jack's ship)
I love how Priceline sends these emails: "Just a reminder about your planned trip to Indianapolis coming up in two weeks!"

As if I'd forget. Ha. HA!
eleneariel: (leaving)
I am now the proud owner of four beautiful vintage dresses, which I picked up at a church rummage sale for $2 per gown. I'm guessing they range in date from the late '50s - early '70s?

This is so going to be my Going-To-See-Phantom-Of-The-Opera-
When-It-Comes-To-Town-Next-Year dress.

Mom thinks I should save this and have it be my actual wedding 
dress. I'm thinking about it. Would it not be cool to say you got married
in a $2 dress?!

I think this is so adorable.

And this one almost has a regency flavor, except for the sleeves.



I was going to say "goodbye", as tomorrow I fly up for a week with [personal profile] savetheolives, but the truth is, you probably won't notice much of a lack of activity. In fact, it's quite likely I'll be posting even more than usual, especially if Interesting Circumstances occur (as they so often do when we're together.)



eleneariel: (pirate's life)
I must have this book. Unfortunately it's not out until June. That's the one bad thing about advance library catalogs.

This morning can be summed up thus: It was Windy, and then the Power Went Out. I wish I had a kite! Do you know, I have never ever flown a kite in my life?  I think I would like it.  Anyway. After a while, thank goodness, it came back on, but not soon enough to provide me light or a curling iron before I left for work.

Everybody's talking about traveling and taking vacations ... I am experiencing wanderlust. I think I'll go to Portugal. 


eleneariel: (nebraska doesn't exist)
One of the dumbest things I did while on vacation was setting my purse, open, in an automatic airport sink. Y'know, you wave your hand in front of it, and water appears? That kind. Yeah. Purses will activate it too, just so you know. They also hold an amazingly large amount of water.

And on my way back home I thought, quite logically, that although I was at what I knew was the Denver airport, I was in Texas. Denver, Texas. Maybe on the way up I was in Dallas, Colorado. Who knows.
eleneariel: (leaving)
Anybody flown recently who would like to impart to me the wisdom of Flying With (or without, as it may be) Liquids? The TSA depends too much on jargon to be entirely clear. Is it one item per 'clear, quart-sized, zip-top plastic bag' (okay, that just cracks me up), or only one bag?

Also, I've been advised to arrive two hours early at the airport, which I think is ridiculous considering that the security wait time is averaging five minutes. It's a smaller airport and there just aren't that many people there at 5:30am. Also, it would mean getting up at, um, 2:00 am, which I just am not thrilled about. 3:00 am is bad enough, don't you agree? I say it is. *sigh* The things I sacrifice for my friends...

I have lazed away three days, and today at last I become very industrialful. (I know that's not a word and I actually don't care.) Laundry's drying, thank you cards half written, and the dress only lacks a few details. 

It's definitely time I go have a salad. Mmm.
eleneariel: (leaving)
- I'm taking tomorrow off! No work. Yay.

- Instead I am going to work on altering my ball gown for the New Year's Eve ball. Yay! Because...

- Tomorrow I'm buying plane tickets to Boise! YAAAAY!

*is awfully, terribly excited*
eleneariel: (leaving)
Last night after I hung up I realized that theroretically I could pick up and go to Europe--next year, next month, next week. I have money. Time off could be dicey, but I could get it. My boss wouldn't stop me from going; she'd probably call it professional development and ask me to buy things for the culture box. My parents would be worried but wouldn't stop me. If I really wanted to, nothing could stop me. I could get online right now and order plane tickets and book hotel rooms. Three days from now I could be sitting in a trattoria in Rome drinking wine.

So why don't I?

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