Airport Etiquette

I spent an inordinate amount of time in the airport this past week, 

considering I was only home for two days. 

I figured the airport would be a madhouse on Wednesday afternoon, 

so I got to the airport a million hours early, 

only to get through security in literally 5 minutes.

Good ole Love Field. 

And I was dropped at the airport in San Antonio

a bit too early because my parents were on their way to a party. 

As such, I now consider myself an expert on airports. 

Ask me anything.

I could probably do a better job than any TSA agent, 

but that's to be expected, 

considering I have a halfway functioning brain and a smidgen of common sense. 

My hours in the airport were rampant with eavesdropping material. 
A few things you should never discuss in a public place:

-how the doctor removed your cyst

-the family problems you will encounter over Thanksgiving

(especially when talking to a stranger)

-anything said when sitting by yourself in the airport bar

Also, 

I find it aesthetically offensive when people dress for flying

as if they are about to be put into a coma. 
IT'S NOT THAT BAD.
Sure, the seats aren't super comfortable
but you're not sitting on a hardwood bench for days.
And if you were, those flannel monstrosities aren't going to help much. 
Neither are your skintight yoga pants.
Man up and wear some real clothing.

Ignore the "Peace Corps Volunteer" part. Just get out. 

Think about flying 50 years ago. 

People dressed.

As technology has increased, humanity's ability to wear non-elastic clothing

while in the air seems to have decreased. 
Being poorly dressed isn't a thing, so stop trying to make it a thing.


This post is going to have to end early. 
I just worked all weekend at Anthro. 
I was excited to work after Thanksgiving
because I could finally embrace all the holiday loveliness. 

But after a few days of the same remixed Christmas music on repeat, 
I feel like the holidays just curb-stomped me. 
I came home to a VERY large glass of wine tonight. 

I have another full week at the law firm
& then another weekend at Anthro. 
My next day off is not anywhere on the horizon. 
And now my eye is twitching. 

Favorite Things Lately

As entitled, my favorite things lately:

« Wedding Weekend in Colorado»

A friend from long, long ago in my childhood

(and more recently, from college)

got married!

We got to take a little weekend trip up to Denver/Golden, CO.

It was Augie's first plane ride and he did really well!

UD weddings are always super fun, and this one was no exception. 

The DFW contingent of the Deals (Cat, Josh, Augie, and I) arrived first

and flying makes one hungry.

On our quest to find sustenance, we discovered a kebab stand!

Like our days in Europe! It was magical!

The man questioned our knowledge of kebabs, but we set him straight. 

This isn't a very good picture, but Augie wore his skinny jeans for the first time. 

When in Denver, do as the hipsters do...

The wedding was held at the cathedral in Denver:

Terrible panorama because I have issues controlling myself when there are buttons to push:

Mini-circus tent:

The groom's brother was recently ordained, so he said the wedding Mass!

He gave the hands-down best wedding homily I've ever heard. 

No pressure for the next one...

Augie met his future wife, the adorable little girl of Cat's classmates from UD. 

Jose was clearly getting in the way of their looooove connection. 

We used to play together as small children, so Mom had to get a few photos:

This is an awkward picture because I didn't know how to pose with

a) someone I haven't seen in years, and

b) a fresh-out-of-the-oven priest. 

Mumsie + Father Henry

Congratulations, Thomas & Michelle!

«Chet Baker Sings»

I'm not at all embarrassed to say that I was reminded of this 

via my newsfeed on Facebook. 

But I will say that I listened to this album

almost obsessively senior year of high school. 

My music theory course made me fairly pretentious about my tune-age.

Go ahead, give it a listen. 

You'll feel automatically smarter. 

« The books from my AP history classes in high school»

I am having serious issues with nostalgia, or something. 

Post-grad life has me feeling stupid, mostly because I don't read

nearly as often as I used to/UD forced me to. 

I hated reading these in high school, 

but now I really appreciate them and might actually order them on Amazon. 

A little Victor Davis Hanson never hurt anyone. 

«Kate Spade Beau Bag»

Like all the good bloggers recently, 

I've fallen in love with the Kate Spade Beau bag. 

The black one is great:

But the one I reeeeeally want is this glorious creature:

Of course, it's a good $500 more expensive. 

Lindsay Bluth taste on an Ann Hog budget. 

«Nancy Pelosi Being Denied Communion»

Sucks to suck, Nance. 

My least favorite thing lately:

WTF, TEXAS?? I THOUGHT I COULD TRUST YOU.

Independence Day

A little Fourth of July lovin' from Liberace.

Dad brought home a million pheasants from his last hunting trip.

Between my dad, my brother, and my brother-in-law, we get to keep four.

In order to choose, we held Miss Pheasant 2013. 

No one did very well in the interview portion, but they all looked H-O-T in their swimsuits. 

Our Fourth of July was pretty casual, 

seeing as how a baby was involved and all. 

Obligatory drink-and-feet-by-the-pool photo.

SO CUTE! Doctor Granddad & Nephew Augie laying out together.

With all the sun he's getting, Augie is turning into quite the little golden god. 

For the photographically-challenged (me), the panoramic function is awesome. 

Augie decided to help get rid of the star-infestation we seemed to develop. 

(Note the crumpled star in his little hand.)

We had a family viewing of "Yankee Doodle Dandy", 

which was adorable & patriotic. 

Augie's first firework show!

Not at all scared, and he lost interest pretty quickly. 

Babies.

My parents go to the Jubilee Celebration in Schertz every year

and their firework show was great this time around.

Sorry for the boring post. 

I'll do better next time. Promise.