So i started my journey back from Long beach early because Wheeler’s surgery schedule came out the day before and he had to be there at 6am.  I moved my flight and left wednesday afternoon missing the CFA fit to lead run which i always do every year just for the joy of the t shirt.  So i headed to the airport to get there early for an hour delayed flight.  While i killed time at the airport i ate lunch by myself and enjoyed a sugar daddy (which i hadnt had in years) until i saw a black speck in my sugar daddy... yep that would be a filling from my tooth--oops.  So i got on board and i had a seat in first class!!! I was so pumped! I have never sat in first class in my whole life.... Well i realize it is over rated.  Apparently there is alcohol freely flowing up there.  The girl next to me took full advantage of that opportunity.  She was a lot smaller than me and after 7 heinekens she was getting rather loud and boisterous! With an hour left in our flight the stewardess cut her off in alcohol but kept serving the large man on the other side of the aisle (he had not had half as many as this girl).  Well as alcohol and emotions flared, i was caught in the middle.  She got so angry and left the seat to go talk to the lady that cut her off.  She then calls another flight attendant for back up then the girl gets louder and madder.  Screaming expletives and saying oh so you think i am threatening you? whats your name, i am writing another letter! So then after that settled she came back to the seat and started screaming “bigot, bigotry!” every time the lady walked by.  Or she would make noises like the lady was passing gas when she would pass.  Are you serious? oh my goodness! So needless to say, after threats of suing airtran, the flight attendant and on and on, i was asked to give my information to be a witness in a court of law in case something was brought to suit. WOW.  First class is overrated for sure. I am very happy in economy!

So anyways, after we hovered over atlanta due to weather we got in 5 minutes after my connection shouldve left.  Luckily---i guess luckily--my ATL-raleigh flight had been delayed.  I thought that was great news until i heard it was delayed 2 1/2 hours!! mind you it is already 10:30 and i have to be leaving my house at 5:30 to take wheeler to get his tubes.  Apparently i couldnt even let my mom take him b/c his legal guardian has to be present.  So after a gross Moe’s dinner and lots of boredom at the airport, our flight left at 12:40am.  We got into RDU at 1:47 and i had my overweight 39$ extra charge of a bag and headed for my car.  So to backtrack, when we parked i remembered trying to remember the row number and soemhow told myself oh yeah! Like r2d2! At 2:00 am i couldnt remember if it was r2 or d2.  I was closer to d so i strolled my 60 lb bag up and down rowd.  No maxima to be found. Sadly R2 was 14 rows away.  A long haul at 2:15am now still walking up and down rows to find the car. I was home by 2:45 and then couldn’t get to sleep until 3:30 for some odd reason.  The alarm at 4:45 came all to early to say the least, but at least i made it there in time!