flying is for the birds.

I'm not much of a blogger, but I've had an unfortunate turn of events over the last few months and I think I should write about them.

1. As many of you know, I broke my foot. Yes. That's all I have to say about that.

2. I've also started on the interview trail. As excited as I was about traveling the country and impressing people with my quick wit and charming good looks, the traveling part has not quite lived up to my expectations. Take my trip to Greenville, North Carolina for example. My flight to Charlotte was delayed which made me miss my connection to Greenville. The next flight was scheduled to arrive in G'ville only 30 minutes before the resident dinner. That leaves barely enough time to wash the airport skank off my face, but I can deal. So, I get to G'ville, but my luggage does not. I have my garment bag (which has my good 'ol suit inside) but not my bag with every other important item in it. Of course, I cry. Go to CVS and Walmart and drop a hundred bucks. And go to dinner in the clothes I'd worn all day. Don't worry, I still looked cute. Then my luggage arrives an hour later. Great. Proceed to the next day, my iPod gets stolen out of my hotel room. I make it home safely to OKC, but my luggage doesn't. What a trip!

I thought my traveling woes were behind me until I went to Orange County last week. The first half of the trip was fairly uneventful, but as I'm sitting in the John Wayne airport to fly home, they tell us that our plane had "flap" (what's a flap?) problems and our plane went to L.A. They offered to bus us to L.A (oh, yippee!) and our flight would only be delayed by 3 hours. That put my arrival in Dallas at 3 a.m. But that's not all! As I'm standing in line for security at LAX, I reach up and my diamond earring is gone. Yes. Gone. I'm still sick to my stomach thinking about it. I think Heath is down-grading me to C.Z. now.

Now, surely no one has enough bad luck for this to happen a third time. Ha. I left OKC for Madison, WI yesterday. I had a connection in Detroit which was scheduled to leave at noon. Due to fog in Madison, the flight was canceled at 4:30 p.m. Luckily I had found a gang of nice Madisonians to hang out with all day. We ended up getting our flight switched to Milwaukee, and the lovely Madisonites gave me a ride to Madison. BUT, my luggage was not so lucky. I got to interview for the University of Wisconsin residency program today (my top choice, by the way) in the clothes I had been wearing since 4 a.m. yesterday. And, I'm not one of those girls who gets all fancy just to hop on an airplane. I couldn't be so lucky as to actually wear decent clothes on the plane. So, I was stuck interviewing in torn up jeans, a loafer (yes, as in one loafer), and a stretched out and wrinkled white t-shirt. I wouldn't even go to the grocery store looking the way I did at my interview this morning, yet here I am trying to impress these people with no make up and my hair flat to my head. At least my underwear was clean. I washed 'em up real good in the hotel sink.

So, I'm home. Finally. After a lot of tears and stress.

3. I lost my camera that I just bought two weeks ago. Actually it was stolen. Yeah, that's what happened.

That's all for now. But I think that's enough.