AMERICAN

I've been traveling a lot lately, hence the non-posting. I would put up pictures of our fun adventures for you, but our camera was stolen on the last trip, along with nearly 200 pictures from the last 4 weeks of our lives.

I have been flying on American Airlines so much lately and spending so much money to do so (aka two flight changes to my itinerary for flying home for Gram's surgery, which cost $100 apiece plus the initial flight cost plus the difference in price from the original flights to the new ones) that I have been joking that I'm single-handedly keeping AA out of bankruptcy. I may be closer to the truth than I know because yesterday I received in the mail a card that looks something like this:

Admirals Club

This card is presented, for one complimentary vist, to

Stephanie [Lastname]

AAdvantage # *******

Expires April 30, 2008

{Fancy Signature}

American Airlines

In other words, "You've spent a crapload of money on flights in the last six months, so come have a free soft drink!"

Thank you, American Airlines; I think I shall.

GET A ROOM, ALREADY!

There has been this mysterious noise at work all week that comes and goes throughout the day. It is a rhythmic banging kind of noise that is driving me absolutely crazy. On Monday I compared the noise to tennis shoes in a dryer, but Tuesday it sounded a little different. It sounded like people having sex in a creaky bed on the second floor. I corrupted my co-workers with my dirty thoughts, and now everytime we hear the noise we all start giggling like little school girls.

Update: Today the noise sounds like a blow horn -- like the one they sound in Lord of the Rings when they're about to make you sit through a 2-hour-long war scene.

THIS COUNTS, RIGHT?

I haven't posted in over a month. Maybe I should do something about that.