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3894 05-21-2009 05:37 PM

Life Is A Banquet, Part I
 
Tomorrow I take my 19 year-old daughter to the airport. She's going to Paris.

I was stressing about my baby going to Paris until she said, "Mom, it's time for fabulous. I'm going to your playground."

It was one of those circle-of-life moments.

alphabassettgrrl 05-21-2009 06:54 PM

DP- glad your kitty will be fine.

I dissected things in high school. I think in retrospect, I would like to refuse.

3894- your daughter is going to have a fabulous time. Don't worry about her. :)

I'm going in tomorrow for my third day of jury selection. This was supposed to be a one-day gig... how'd I get roped into this? I could still be selected and I don't want to play.

I guess at least tonight I get time to read all 1200 LoT posts! Of course, on Tuesday work goes crazy again so it'll be July before I get another chance. You've all been busy!

Quickie update: Picked up three relatives from three different airports with varying degrees of travel dysfunction (Mercury retrograde, for sure). Husband and I survived graduation in 9000 degree sun. More airports, not quite as much travel dysfunction. Exhaustion on my part. Now trying to work, but stuck in jury-hell.

katiesue 05-21-2009 07:16 PM

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Originally Posted by 3894 (Post 284163)
Tomorrow I take my 19 year-old daughter to the airport. She's going to Paris.

I was stressing about my baby going to Paris until she said, "Mom, it's time for fabulous. I'm going to your playground."

It was one of those circle-of-life moments.

Yay Paris. Just remember to write down the name of your hotel in case the tour bus leaves you and you need to find it. Just sayin.

Alex 05-21-2009 07:59 PM

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Originally Posted by 3894 (Post 284163)
Tomorrow I take my 19 year-old daughter to the airport. She's going to Paris.

When you get home from the airport I suggest you watch Taken. Then you'll want to marry Liam Neeson in a hurry.

Morrigoon 05-21-2009 08:41 PM

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Originally Posted by 3894 (Post 284163)
Tomorrow I take my 19 year-old daughter to the airport. She's going to Paris.

I was stressing about my baby going to Paris until she said, "Mom, it's time for fabulous. I'm going to your playground."

It was one of those circle-of-life moments.

She's up to it.

Just make sure she has photocopies of her travel docs stashed somewhere that she'll never keep her real ones (eg: in her suitcase if she keeps the real ones in a purse or money belt).

And she should leave you a list of the credit cards she's bringing with the "if lost or stolen" phone numbers for each. That way if something happens, she can have you cancel them (and doesn't run the risk of the copies falling into anyone's hands).

Is she going independently or on a tour?

blueerica 05-21-2009 08:43 PM

I don't even know if I can encapsulate the following moment:

On the History Channel:

"One of the most famous tales of male homosexual love in Greece is the legend of the sacred band of Thebes..."

J: "Robin Hood?!?"

Me: "No, Thebes..."

Laughter ensues...

Mousey Girl 05-21-2009 08:45 PM

I would never have a snake in my house. It is taking me more than 2 years to get rid of the last one.

Kevy Baby 05-21-2009 09:49 PM

The weekend has begun for me.

Of course, I had to put in the requisite long day (12 hours in this case) before vacation. And I am sure I will get calls tomorrow.

But I'm on vacation!

Alex 05-21-2009 10:07 PM

I have a meeting tomorrow at 6:30. I may skip it but I can't skip the one at 7. I have to work saturday night from 11pm to at least 4am.

But at least I still get Monday off. Going to be a long weekend.

CoasterMatt 05-21-2009 11:40 PM

I am floating, floating in the afterglow of a wonderful wooden rollercoaster.


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