The in-flight movie is Man On A Ledge, edited for our entertainment I'm guessing because who ever says "son of a witch" and expects it to be taken seriously?
Jeff's luggage weighed more than mine. He even asked me if he could put his clothes in my suitcase and I was like um no. I packed thirteen outfits. I couldn't even fit a tiny tube of perfume in there. Had to have someone else put it in their Ziplock for me to get thru security. And still his bag was heavier.
I paid $7.95 for this wi-fi btw.
I am reading This Is How by Augusten Burroughs. So many good lines, I'm wishing I'd brought a highlighter.
We have absolutely no plans when we get to San Diego. All I know is that there will be sushi, other foods including more sushi and good times.
We've only brought up the kids about once every hour since we told them goodbye last night. I kind of miss them hard but am going to re-assign that energy to shopping for their souvenirs.
P.S. I got my toenails painted yesterday and chose red because while I'm normally more daring with my colors, that was becoming too normal and so I went with the unexpected, for me.