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Uggghhh you guys! I’m sitting here in the terminal at Newark airport and I have a 3 hour layover. 3 hours!!! I suppose the good news is that I need to write a post. After all, I haven’t written one in forever. It’s a bit of a hassle because I forgot my keyboard and I have to use the iPad one and I always screw things up with that but oh well.
So Kevin and I left in Friday to go visit Keely in Los Angeles. Because it was beautiful in Greensboro and of course it was beautiful in LA Kevin decided to wear shorts. I personally thought that was nuts because we were flying through Chicago. However, he has never listened to me in the past and he’s unlikely to do so now.
We get on our first flight, take off and it’s like they left a window open in the plane. I’m assuming they didn’t because according to the movies, we would all have been sucked out. Anyways it was freezing on the plane and I don’t think they even bothered to turn the heat on. Obviously the crew was from Siberia.
So I’m freezing and Kevin is extremely cold. We finally get to Chicago and I’m pretty sure I have frostbite. We get off the plane and shockingly enough, it’s cold in the terminal too. We have to change terminals to get to our next flight so we follow the directions and we have to take a bus.
It’s snowing in Chicago (isn’t it always?) and we are standing and waiting for the bus and there’s this incredible draft. I asked Kevin how he was doing and he actually admitted he was freezing. Finally after a bit, our bus comes. We are told to walk downstairs and it turns out we need to go outside to board the bus.
Remember that it’s snowing and they are having 40 MPH gusts and Kevin is in shorts. I, of course, found this to be hilarious but he was pretty chilly and one would hope he would learn to listen to his wife but he didn’t. These guys never learn do they?
We got the the other terminal and nothing else eventful happened other than our taxi driver in LA took us to the hotel by way of San Francisco. Well, maybe that’s a slight exaggeration but it didn’t seem that way at the time. I’ve been to LA quite a few times and almost always stay at the same place and he took us the stupidest way!
Keely was at work so Kevin and I just chilled. Well actually Kevin read a book and then worked out. I took a Xanax and a nap…yes, in that order.
Hmmmmm…should I continue on to dinner? Because an extremely weird thing happened there. We had dinner with two of the writers from the show, Damien and Melissa. We went to this restaurant in Beverly Hills. At some point Keely had to go to the bathroom and after I got up to let her out I looked up and the guy passing our table looked familiar. I thought “is that Doug?” and no sooner did I think that when I saw his wife and I called out “Mary!” (Because that’s her name). She said “Lynn?” (Because that’s my name) and I got up and started hugging them and meanwhile Melissa says to Kevin “good friends of yours?” and Kevin replies, “I have absolutely no idea who those people are!”
Them Keely shows up thinking that I got in a fight with some random people (I have no idea why she would think this). Eventually I introduce Doug and Mary to everyone and it’s so weird because Doug was one of my best friends in college which, by the way, was in Baltimore. They live in Colorado and I live in North Carolina and I ran into them in Beverly Hills. Weird right???
Anyways that was crazy random. So we had a great dinner and I can totally see why Keely loves these people. Long story short watch Sleepy Hollow people!!!
Ok, that’s all for now.