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October 16, 2007

The Glamorous Life

My cat vomited on my suitcase 20 minutes before I was supposed to leave for the airport.

My cab driver had a coconut scented air-freshener that made the car smell like Caribbean sweat.

The woman ahead of me in the security line was carrying a dog in a crate and it peed all over the floor.

Traveling is sexy.

Posted by runjenrun at October 16, 2007 06:38 AM

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Time to start taking limousines to the airport and flying on private jets...

Posted by: Dave2 at October 16, 2007 09:33 AM

Wow. You do lead a glamorous life. I haven't had anything puked on, smelled Caribbean sweat, or watched a dog pee all day.

There is a hole in my life.

Posted by: churlita at October 16, 2007 12:34 PM

My cats always sleep on my suitcase the night before a trip in an attempt to guilt me into not leaving. Inevitably, someone at the airport sees the hairy suitcase and asks, "Do you have a cat?" and I feel like the schlumpy person that I am rather than the stylish world traveler I was trying to leave town to become. Sigh.

Posted by: Cheryl at October 16, 2007 02:47 PM

dave2: so... time for me to get that sugar daddy, is what you're saying?

churlita: i don't know how people can survive without my kind of glamour.

cheryl: i'd take cat hair over semi-dried cat puke anyday. i'm never going to make it into the admiral's club looking like this!

Posted by: jenny at October 16, 2007 03:01 PM

Too bad you're not a guy... could've peed all over the dog. At least, I assume that's what a guy would do. Otherwise, what's the point of having the ability? Seriously, people don't utilize their talents enough these days.

Posted by: shari at October 16, 2007 04:21 PM

I can't wait until they invent teleporting... all our travel woes will be over! My journey to work it similarly sexy - I'm 5ft 1, which on the hot and smelly underground equates to armpit height. I need say no more.

Posted by: serap at October 17, 2007 04:00 AM

shari: well, you're married and you have a dog... so i guess you would know better than i what goes on between men and their pets. ::shiver::

serap: teleporting is awesome, until your DNA accidentally merges with that of a fly. then the smelly underground starts looking more and more appealing. :)

Posted by: jenny at October 17, 2007 09:22 AM

Um, see... I meant retribution at the dog for peeing all over the floor, and well, guys would have an easier job of it... wow, I really need to stop thinking I think funny things because really, I should leave the funny to the professionals.

Posted by: shari at October 17, 2007 10:50 AM

But did you leave your wallet on the plane and wind up in a foreign country with no money, no credit cards and no driver's license so you couldn't even get a freakin' car to the hotel? Huh? DIDJA?

Posted by: Don at October 18, 2007 01:45 PM

Traveling is totally sexy. I mean, they feel you up at security and everything!

Posted by: sandra at October 23, 2007 02:24 PM

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