Bow Tie o’ the Day helped me take this back-up hair shot last week, in case Suzanne wouldn’t have time to do my ‘do for today– cuz of her workload in Tucson. Snapping it ended up being a good idea. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be looking at this gem. All I did to style my mop this way was to get out of bed and onto my feet, lean over frontward, and then flip my head right back up. Doing all of that, made all of this. Isn’t that speshul?
Suzanne finished her Tucson assignment yesterday, and the plan was to immediately fly from there to SLC, where we would have an expensive, so-so airport meal. We’d kill an hour at the boarding gate, and then hop on our evening flight to Las Vegas, aka, Lost Wages. Lo and behold, a four-hour departure delay at the Tucson airport foiled our plan to fly away to Vegas last night, since our Vegas flight left SLC before we even boarded the flight from Tucson to SLC. Anyhoo… We got to SLC late last night, slept for four hours, confused the heck out of Skitter by showing up for a minute before leaving the house again first thing this morning. And then we hopped a plane to Vegas, where I’m typing this post from THE LINQ hotel.
Suzanne and I have a way of handling thinks like rescheduling flights at the last minute: Suzanne makes the call, using her calm bureaucrat voice, and she works out the details of the arrangements. Problem gets taken care of. I, on the other hand, have a low-boil tantrum. Bad words come out of my mouth. I can be downright childish. And then Suzanne tries to wind me down to a normal pout, whereupon I say things to her like, “Just let me have my tantrum, and then I’ll get over it.” I’m feeling much less prickly now.