I should probably write some more inane posts

My trip was fun; very little work and lots of shopping. After the first day of getting stuff, the next day we got even more. I need to help her find a place in Chicago. She'll be here in mid-April for a few days to work with a realtor and find a place and move in late May. I can't imagine the stress of not knowing where she'll be. I feel bad for her circumstance because she's amazing with finances and real estate savvy and still got screwed because of the housing market. So, this week, although I need to look for a job, I need to drive all over the suburbs looking for non-advertised deals. NOt sure how that will go.

I got to go swimming and read by the pool which felt really relaxing. I got my hair done by my mom's stylist who is hilarious. He's from Romania and although he's a Republican, he's very cool and sweet. My mom liked my imitation of his accent and what he talked about. Going into the salon, there was a really sweet old man who was walking toward the exit with his walker, so as I was walking in, I held the door open so he could come out before I went in. He said, "Oh, come on in. This is how I get my exercise. It's how I get big and strong for when I grow up. Very charming.

There was a really sweet girl who sat next to me on the flight home. Ever talked to someone who ended up having a Southern accent, and you never would have pictured that person as having a Southern accent, and so it's strange? That was the case. Better than the flight there when I was stuck with a middle seat (the WORST!)...to my right was a girl with really greasy hair, and to my left was an 8 ft. giant who asked if I would like to put the arm rest down. I didn't care, but said okay. Well, he then proceeded to use it for his freakishly long arms for the whole flight and getting into my elbow room. I didn't like that. And he kept sucking on his fingernails. New thing on my list of big pet peeves. And this guy had to have had blood pressure and cholesterol levels through the roof. He plowed through a big bag of Chex Mix (yum), then plowed through a smaller bag of honey crusted almonds or some such nut. Then, he ate a Payday candybar and something else that I don't remember. ok this is boring.

I spilled coffee twice on my trip: once all over mom's beautiful white sheets on my bed that have lace at the bottom and stuff. That's what she gets for serving breakfast in bed my first day there.

Then I spilled coffee all over myself last night on my flight. They had JUST given me a full cup, and it was dark, and I Don't know what I did, but it spilled all over me. It was hard not to squeal because it was really hot, but I didn't want to make a scene, but I DID ask for another cup of coffee.