So last Wednesday… while it started off as one of the best days of the year, it ended in tears and a broken heart. Three words can sum up my sadness: Winter Storm Pax. I received the email about our flight cancellation sometime after lunch. I could literally feel my heart snap in two. Suddenly a wave of tears came pouring out – I felt like a kid watching my mother leave me on my first day of pre-k. This was not a cute, “aw, I wish I could comfort her” cry either. This was a gut-wrenching, makeup streaming down my face, bloodshot eyes, sobfest. Long story short, I call my hubster and relay this devastating news. We conferenced the airlines customer service line together, and after 1.5 hours on the phone with an agent, we ended up booking 2 tickets to LAX. Cue the Miley Cyrus “Party in the USA” songfest. Though my pasty skin prefers the dark trench coat wearing ways of the northeast, I found myself heading for clear-blue skies and Hollywood. Little did I know this crazy, spur-of-the-moment decision would end up becoming our favorite trip. Ever. And that’s definitely saying something. Sneak preview into tomorrow’s post…A snappy duo of red shoe soles, Pauly Shore and the most wonderful Valentine’s Day.
(Lyric title: “Song for a Winter’s Night” written by Gordon Lightfoot)
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