Happy Birthday Teppy!!!
Last night, I was hacking up a lung and was hacking up pink stuff. I freaked thinking I was coughing up blood. Then I remembered I had just eaten a red velvet cupcake.
I laughed so hard, I almost joined you in hacking up a lung. This is just priceless.
Sigh. I am a MORON. I was supposed to be in LA right now. Instead, Cass dropped me off at the airport, I tried to check in, and found out that I thought my flight left at 5:24, but it turns out it ARRIVED at 5:24. Which meant it left at 3. I got to the airport at 4. Um.
I haven't done exactly the same thing, but I've had some close calls. Once, when I was leaving college, I got mixed up on the day of the flight. It was late at night, so I figured day A, but it was late enough that it was early the next morning, day B. I did figure it out before heading to the airport, but not only did I have to cancel the cab at the last minute, but I also had to spend the night almost alone in the dorm. And I'd already stored or shipped all my stuff except for one small suitcase, so I ended up spending the night with no bedding. I just about froze, curled up in my coat. I was lucky, though. Strictly speaking, we weren't even supposed to be in the dorms anymore, but the HR showed pity.
I don't know. I don't care. I gots me a meara!
My first thought on reading meara's post was that Cass must be really happy now.
I am also pleased to announce that the copious drugs I'm taking finally seem to have kicked in. I'm breathing pretty normally, and not even coughing a lot. I worked half of Friday, and plan fulltime on Monday. Now, if I could just get rid of the migraine.