Flying Solo

Well, hubby is off on a business trip once again. It's so funny that every time he's gone somewhere without me, it seems that he runs into some celebrity of some kind. There was Felipe Alou of the SF Giants, who hubby got the pleasure of talking to and getting a pic with; then came all-time fave Brian McKnight, whose hand hubby got to shake and who inspired him to write a song; and just today, this morning at the Chicago airport, hubby saw Mr. Porn guy himself, Ron Jeremy. Now there was no interaction of any kind, but the fact that he saw him pass by and the fact that other people were snickering and pointing is hilarious that I wished I was there to see with my own eyes. In any case, I would never have known who this Ron Jeremy was if it wasn't for the fact that he was on The Surreal Life. Lol!


Hubby's flight was at 7am this morning. 'Course we were supposed to be at the airport two hours prior, but because of last minute packing and such, we got there in time to see the endless crowds of people. Where the heck is the entire state of MN going at this time? After line after line, hubby got his ticket and was able to get through security gate with about fifteen minutes to spare. I always tease hubby that whenever he goes on business trips that "I'm left all by my lonesome in the state of Minnesota." Boo, how pathetic, eh? While I'm missing hubby, I'll keep myself busy with all the schoolwork I've got. Plus, there's Dawson's Creek Season 4 to keep up with, too! =)


Picture Perfect


On the way to the airport, I couldn't help but notice the night sky. It was unbelievably clear and the stars were visible by the thousands, if not millions. If I could point out constellations other than the Big Dipper and Orion, I'm sure I would've been able to. Driving back home, the night sky was slowly disappearing before my very eyes. I couldn't help staring at the silhouetted outline of the trees against the brilliant blue. As the sun began to rise, the orange added beautiful hues to make for a perfect picture. Before I drove into the driveway of the complex parking lot, I thought to myself that if I saw some deer that it would've been the missing piece to the already almost perfect sunrise. Sure enough, I had to slow my roll because directly in front of me were three deer. One had just wandered into the brush and the other two stood frozen in my path. For about ten seconds, I was able to experience this almost magical moment. As the deer gracefully made its exit into the jungle of tall grasses of the preserve, I felt suddenly blessed to have witnessed such a wonderful sight amid the coming of the day. It was, indeed, a perfect sunrise.