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In 2007 I started working as a flight attendant. Our designation is a series of numbers and letters having to do with some technical stuff I won’t bore you with and ends in sw. The sw stands for a really old fashioned term for flight attendant: Sky Waitress.

I adopted the term as my online name and have been using it for the past 6 years.

So imagine my surprise and delight when I saw GoDaddy‘s Superbowl ad.

I got emails from random people wondering if I’d seen it and jokingly bemoaning the fact that I’d snatched up the domain first.

Then GoDaddy’s social media team contacted me and we joked back and forth about it a little (although if you’re reading this GoDaddy I was not kidding about being available as a spokesperson. I’m sure Danica Patrick and I would get along really well, ahem.) They then asked if I’d be willing to tweet with them and the DotCo team during the Super Bowl as “the real SkyWaitress.”

Of course I’m pleased to be a part of such a hilarious campaign. So, if you’re online during the Super Bowl come on over and tweet with us using hashtag #YourBigIdea.

And if you’ve come over here from twitter, welcome! I’m a Chicago girl (da Bears!) therefore I don’t have a stake in tonight’s game so… hope your team wins! Check out my About Me or a couple of my favorite posts, listed below:

Oh hey, we’re pregnant

It’s a…

All the belly pictures (in case you’re into that sort of thing)

Our ridiculous(ly awesome) road trip

On being married for six years

 

 

Phoebe and Jack

I leave Joel alone for one evening and I come home to a bottle of jack the size of my head. If I didn’t have a massive headache I’d join him. Instead I’m going to hide in a quiet dark spot.

Night.

Beer?

If you know me you know that I am not picky. However beer? Not at all my thing. There’s just something about the smell that I can’t get over. Blech.

Until now.

Ladies and gentlemen I have big news. I have found a beer that I can not only choke down. I actually enjoy it. Seriously this is a big deal. My beer of choice?

Allagash White

I’m told this is a girly beer.

Again, if you know me that should not surprise you. I tend to like girly drinks.

And I’m totally cool with that. If this “girly” beer is what transitions me into a beer drinker then all the better. Not that I plan on making beer part of any kind of regular habit. It’s just much easier (and way cheaper) to have a beer with a bunch of friends then to have to try and find some kind of cocktail.

So, exciting stuff. Or at least it is for me.

Brain spillage

Today was a good day. Overall anyway.

Actually, for a good portion Joel and I fought. A lot.

We’re alike in many ways but sometimes the ways that we are different irritate the crap out of both of us. I guess that’s called marriage, huh?

The thing is, I am not always ready on time. I’m very rarely late to things but that’s because I have getting-ready-at-the-last-second-because-how-did-it-get-to-be-that-time-already-ohmygaaah-I’m-going-to-be-late down to an art form. And then I’m not late. But I cut it very close.

Joel, on the other hand, would just as soon be somewhere an hour early. For no reason whatsoever. I mean, why would you get somewhere an hour early when you could have spent that hour sleeping? Why?!

As you can imagine this causes quite a few fights. Because he’s all huffy and tense that I’m not ready on time an hour and a half early. Then I get annoyed at the sighs and the “casual” mentions of the time and the standing at the door with coat and shoes on while I’m still in the bathroom drying my hair.

::sigh::

It’s the way we were raised. His family was always painfully early to things. Mine was always embarrassingly late. Neither is the ideal obviously. But we’re both pretty stuck in our ways. Me because I enjoy sleep way more than is probably healthy and Joel because he likes to eliminate even the possibility of the possibility of stress.

So, I was ready about 45 minutes after we agreed on. We weren’t in any danger of missing our appointment but it caused some tense words. For a decent amount of time.

Then? We both took deep breaths, apologized for being ridiculous (because we both so were) told each other how much we loved each other and moved on.

I believe the best quality we both posses is the ability to forgive quickly and easily. I’m positive we wouldn’t be together still otherwise. We’re both too dramatic for it to work out any other way.

Thankfully, by the time we parked downtown we had kissed and made up and were back to being ridiculously in love again. We grabbed some Intelligentsia (which, not even going to lie, those baristas make waaaay better coffee than me. I have a lot of practicing to do) and were still 30 minutes early for our appointment.

(Not going to say I told you so. Not. going. to. say. it.)

Oh right, the appointment. We turned in our applications for our Indian visas. Which makes this whole trip start to seem very real. I’m not going to get truly excited until we actually have the visas issued though. And plane tickets purchased. Although a very exciting offer was made that if it works out would mean we won’t have to mess with flying standby. Which would be AHmazing. We’ll see. I’ll definitely keep you all updated.

At the application office there was a lady who tried to apply but wasn’t able to because she didn’t have a birth certificate. Her and another women we were waiting in line with us and were talking about how excited they were about the trip. The look on her face when the lady told her her naturalization papers weren’t acceptable was heartbreaking. She was born out of the country. She had no way to get any kind of other paperwork. What she had the Indian consulate would not accept. It’s unclear if there’s any way around the issue. Her friend applied for her own visa while she just sat in a chair wide eyed and sad. I wanted to hug her. I hope she finds a way to fix the problem. I hope this doesn’t mean she can never travel to India. I guess I’ll never know.

So, my nervous excitement was dampened just a little by that poor woman’s problem. Just a little though.

Because oh my goodness I just applied for an Indian visa.

Since we were already downtown we decided to use our Living Social deal that we got to see Avatar at Navy Pier’s IMAX theater. The movie was fine (we’d both already seen it) but the best part was just being downtown. It was so unbelievably gorgeous today. Just perfect weather and bright blue skies and…. ah I love Chicago. As soon as we get a decent camera I plan on spending a day downtown trying to capture my city’s essence. It won’t be possible of course but I’m going to try as hard as I can.

Chicago is just amazing.

I wish we could have spent the whole day downtown wandering around and enjoying the perfect day but since I have to wake up at 4am we headed back home after the movie. Why don’t I live downtown again? Oh right. Stupid money. Bah.

Aaaand, that was my day. I’d say the title was pretty accurate. This post was just my thoughts pouring out of my head filterless. And now that my brain has emptied itself onto this page I’m feeling very sleepy.

Which is perfect because now that I work so early in the mornings I have the bed time of a three year old.

Updated: Best Caption

Updated:

I love all the caption ideas you all left in the comments. Quite clever. I’m still no closer to understanding an actual reason for this ridiculous parking job but at least I got a couple good chuckles out of the deal. Thank you all for playing, I hope it was as fun for you as it was for me.

The caption I chose made me laugh. Loudly. Whoever Andrew is, he knows his audience.

“My wife just landed 45 minutes ago when I was still watching the game”

I seriously need to know what kind of roofing emergency there could have been to warrant this horrendous parking job.

Hazards on and all.

I mean, I want to hope that something was seriously leaking. Although considering the utter lack of rain (notice the beautiful blue skies) I kind of doubt it.

It’s not a swanky car so I doubt he was worried about door nicks. Not to mention the 20 other open parking spaces.

So why? Why would anyone park like this ever? Is it really that hard to pull in at least kinda sorta straight?

I’m thinking this needs to be a caption contest actually. Mostly because I neeeed to know a possible reason for the insanity!

I’ll change the title to the best caption and credit the winner in a post update.

Ready? Go!

Current song obsession and other things

Sometimes there are songs that just stick with me. I’m one to put a song on repeat for hours if it really speaks to me. This song is my current obsession. It’s been on to the point that Joel has groaned “not again” more than once.

Also, you may have noticed my fancy buttons on the right sidebar. The main reason I blog is so I can look back and remember the fabulous details of my life. A close second reason is to meet new people, find new blogs to read and develop friendships.

Reason number two is why I’ve joined Picket Fence Blogs and created a button for my blog. I’d like to get out there and make more connections in the blog world. You can help me by clicking on any of the picket fence buttons if you’d like. You can vote once daily.

I’m actually overwhelmed by the number of voted I’ve received already. If you’ve voted for me, thank you. If not, you’re cool too. Obviously I’m not doing this for the votes and I won’t pester anyone or even bring it up very often. I just think it could be a fun little side thing.

In other news, I did some more training at work today. It looks like the store is actually going to have it’s soft open on Wednesday. I’m both excited and really nervous about this. In a lot of ways I feel like I have no idea what is going on. Normally starting a new job most of the other people there have experience so you can kind of rely on them until you get the hang of things. In a brand new place like this there won’t be any room for “sorry I’m new” because the whole freaking store is new. ::gulp::

It should be a challenge but I’m always up for a good challenge so I’m not too worried. Even during training we have people almost constantly walking in wanting to check the place out and see if we’re open yet. I don’t see bringing business in being an issue. If it’s everything it seems like it’s going to be then it’s going to be an amazing place to both visit and work.

That’s pretty much everything for now. It’s funny, I sat down expecting to just post the song really quick and be done. Next thing I know I’ve rambled on for almost 500 words. I’m really starting to love blogging everyday. It’s becoming less of a chore and more of a pleasure. I’m not going to lie, the fact that I’ve actually been getting some comments and responses more often helps. I feel like I’m actually talking to people and not a blank wall. It makes it so much more fun.

So, much love to all my readers. I still get all giddy and happy about each and every comment. Inside, I’m still just an excited 12 year old girl. Bubble hearts and kisses to you all.

Photo booth tricks

I’m still feeling pretty out of it. My brain cannot come up with a “real” post right now. Instead of rambling on about nothing I offer you this video that is pretty freaking hilarious. Hope you get as good a laugh out of it as I did. The last trick in the video is by far the best, in my opinion, so it’s worth watching until the end.

Late to work, flight attendant style

I have not done this. At least not this exactly. I have come pretty darn close though because, let’s face it, those 20 extra minutes of sleep? Are totally worth it.

My iPhone is funny

Joel and I got our hair cut this morning and on the drive back someone on the radio mentioned it was National Donut Day. What a great day! I’m not that into eating donuts ever since I heard that if you eat a donut every day you’ll gain 30lbs in a year. Holy crap. However, I figured one donut a year couldn’t do too much damage.

Donuts at places like Dunkin’ Donuts are ok I guess but what really sounded good was a Krispy Kreme. ::drools:: I knew a lot of them had shut down so I did a google maps search on my iPhone to see if there was one anywhere near us. I was pleased that a red pin popped up a reasonable distance from where we were. However, when I clicked on the pin to call and see if they were still open I realized my iPhone has a better sense of humor than I thought.

Bahahahaha

Laughter is good for you

Tonight was another book club meeting so it was full of wine and lots of laughing and talking. I can’t recap the evening for you other than to say I had a wonderful time.  Instead of a recap I’ll leave you with a little laugh of your own. Enjoy.

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