I had the most perfect day with my girl today. We had breakfast, drove to the beach, had a 3 mile beach walk, shopped for a new bikini for K (no small accomplishment to find one and we did!) had lunch outside…and shopped for shoes to bring to the Grams.
One Missed Phone Call
Who needs a phone? Not me. I’ve got my baby right here and all is right with the world. If anyone calls I can call them back, right? Wrong.
Imagine my surprise when I finally checked my voicemail on the way to the airport:
Hello [insert real name],
This is Gladys from Delta airlines in Melbourne. If you could get to the airport around 3:30, we would love to put you in a cab to Orlando, for free, and fly you non-stop, first-class from Orlando to New York. We hope you can make it.
Did I make it? Why no, I did not and had another tight connection in the airport from hell also known as Hotlanta in which I almost missed my flight to NYC and was wedged in a middle seat.
It pays to have elite flight status. It pays even more when you are a true American who obsessively carries a mobile at all times. Especially on flight days.
PS–My temp totally spiked this morning! In fact, it is the clearest temp spike I’ve ever seen on my chart. Not so happy with the fact that I ovulated on Day 17 though…
Nothing a little Clo.mid can’t help next month.