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Merry Christmas, ya filthy animal.

It's My Day Off!

Puppy Kisses and Unicorn Rides for Christmas

Tomorrow kicks off the Christmas Market season in Germany.  Last year, I wanted our girls' trip to include Nuremberg but I was outvoted in favor of Cancun (which was quite okay with me!).  This year, it was my intention to bid for a week off to go and meander about Bavaria eating and drinking, and enjoying the countryside towns and my favorite big cities.  As my schedule stands, it looks like I'll be in Houston for some training, followed by a few more days in Newark.  There are also some clean up classes throughout the month that I may (or may not) be needed to fill.  I'm hoping for the best of trips with awesome crews while I'm on call, and I'd love to make it to Germany for the real Christmas market experience.  I'm so excited to be back in the air flying again, let's just hope it's all puppy kisses and unicorn rides ;)

Wild!

My wildest dreams have come true! All the women in my family own fur coats and of course, I've always wanted one too. Recently, thanks to a flood in my parents' basement, my mother came across her silver fox fur my father bought her when they lived in Germany back in the early 1980's. And now it's all mine. A vintage fur coat.

So excited.

Sleep Tight...

The biggest perk I've seen in this post-modern world is how accessible life in the far reaches of every corner has become.  There are "ancient" interviews with flight crews or businessmen, economists who can bore you about how the 747 changed the world.  And it has.

It's brought bed bugs to a hotel near you.

Recently I was in a hotel, that I will name by personal message, with an issue in more than one room.  I will also tell you, slanderously so via PM, which crew hotels that have been identified in the system as hosts of infestations of the night.  When my sister worked for Disney she learned the extensiveness that they deal with bed bugs (and I must say, if you were going to encounter that problem, then Disney is most certainly the place to do so).  It truly is a global problem, and has been for I'm guessing centuries.

At the moment, my suitcase is in the trunk of my car and I'm quite fearful to bring it into my apartment or parents' house.  I think it can just hang out a few more days before I pick out what needs to be dry-cleaned, or until I get desperate to wash those pajamas...

Or I might just get a new suitcase...

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Amaze-balls.

My new favorite band, for reals-eys.