The Highlight of My Trip…Or At Least Saturday Night
These very amazing sales ladies managed to convince me to buy a Coach Purse. I’ve always wanted one…but never felt like it was a necessity. The guilt of spending lots of money on a handbag used to eat away at me. But then I was standing in a room full of expensive designer bags at the Macy’s cocktail party, intoxicated by the fabrics, the leather, the straps.
I caved. I bought one. She is gorgeous. The handbag isn’t half bad either. Haha. No but seriously…look at that bag. I’m in love. Absolutely, totally in love. I know. It’s silly. Get over it. This high won’t last forever. Sneaky, sneaky Macy’s. Way to sponsor a cocktail party for shopaholics like me. You’re not stupid, that’s for sure.
Paying for my new love. That was the most fun I’ve ever had — signing my life away on a my credit card…let me tell ya. It was totally worth it. It was my first Coach experience, and I can’t wait to do it again. Mocha’s daughter, Mallory, said it best, “It’s like a drug…isn’t it!?”
So very, very true! I’m shaking from withdrawals already. Time to buy the matching wallet, I think.
I wrote this post while waiting for my plane yesterday. And then I got home and found the T-mobile internet access card in my BlogHer swag bag. I totally could have posted this earlier this morning! Bugga!
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I’m sitting on the floor of the San Francisco International Airport, patiently — or not so patiently — waiting for my flight to Minneapolis/St. Paul (where I connect to get my tired ass home).
I wanted desperately to post this entry right away, but the fucking airport doesn’t offer free WiFi. After I paid $497 dollars for an airline ticket and had a crazy TSA office go ape shit on me because I forgot to take my cell phone out of my purse before sticking the bag under the x-ray machine, you would think free WiFi is the least they could do to appease me.
If I wanted to, I could connect to this T-mobile network but I’m too lazy to pay $9.95 for 30 minutes. Or really, I’m too cheap.
I’m exhausted. I can’t think straight. My eyelids desperately long to close and my body is begging for sleep. I’ve had a busy day full of walking around the city.
This afternoon, Liz from This Full House joined me for the Giants vs. Brewers game at AT&T Park (and it’s important to mention, THE BREWERS KICKED GIANT BEHIND!) and after the game we walked down the South Beach all the way to Fisherman’s Wharf at Pier 39, and then trekked south on Powell Street back to the Westin St. Francis hotel.
I must tell you, the walk was wonderful and so worth the exercise but my dogs are barking and I want so badly to take my shoes off, however I may end up killing all these nice people sitting nearby at this shit hole airport. (No offense SFO, I’m just an overtired, cranky bitch right now.)
On our beautiful but cold and windy walk, Liz and I saw some wonderful views of that city by the bay. San Francisco is gorgeous and I keep wondering why the hell it took me so long to visit this metropolitan bliss.
I was able to see the Golden Gate Bridge, but the photos aren’t spectacular. Mostly, the bridge is surrounded by intense fog, but the snapshots I captured are interesting just the same. Good thing the very touristy Fisherman’s Wharf had some GGB post cards and other souvenirs they were eager to sell to me.
I bought Dawson a small snow globe and a t-shirt, and I got Doug a personalized GGB keychain. For myself, I chose to buy a zippered fleece jacket because San Francisco is fricken cold! Seriously, I was tempted to stop at the CafePress booth at the conference to make a t-shirt that read, “I visited San Francisco and froze my ass off!”
On the walk back to the hotel, I managed to catch a glimpse of the very crooked, zig zaggy street that is Lombard. That was freakin’ cool. I wish I had more time to really tour that block, as well as this city, in greater depths. There is so much to see and do! I’m thinking I need to come back soon with Doug.
After our city tour, Liz and I met Shannon back at the Westin and we did a second round of souvenir shopping so that Shannon could get some t-shirts for her daughters. I found a musical snow globe much like the one I bought when I was in NYC earlier this year. I couldn’t help but buy it, as well as a little trolley car toy for Dawson.
After shopping, the three of us had a quick dinner before taking the shuttle back to the airport to catch our flights.
That was a feat in itself. Liz put down a deposit on the shuttle, and the driver tried to say that she still owed money, not realizing I was still in the van and needed to be dropped off at the NWA terminal. I couldn’t figure out why this man was being so ridiculous.
When he got back in the car, he told me that I would owe him $15 dollars and I said that’s fine. We got to my terminal and suddenly he tells me I owe $17 dollars, which is exactly what I had in cash in my walled. Needless to say I couldn’t tip him, and I asked why he said $15 the first time. He didn’t answer my question so I handed him the cash and took my luggage, as he swore at me in Chinese. I told him I was sorry I couldn’t tip him and that if he had his rates straight it would be much easier to understand what the hell was going on.
So here I am, at the airport, tired and cranky. There are people staring at me. Probably because I’m wearing my Brewers gear (sorry Giants fans…I love my team just as much as you love yours).
Also, what is it with all the pushy people who can’t bear to stand in line at the Java Hut for more than 5 minutes? Sheesh! You’ll get your fucking cuppa joe as soon as I’m done paying for mine, okay? These people are freakin’ weird.
I just want to go home. I miss my family. And I miss having a wireless internet connection. Forty minutes until I can board. Forty long minutes. God help me.
Beware, he gets a little loud at the end. I think he’s actually happy to see me go, considering he stayed overnight at my parents’ house this last weekend and refused to come home yesterday. Don’t be surprised if he decides to move in with Nana & Papa.
It’s been five days since my last entry, but it feels like five years. I’ve struggled to find the appropriate words upon my return to the blogosphere after this short hiatus (I’m referring to my error in judgment at BlogHer last week).
I could write an entire post, expressing my sorrow for offending so many people, but I’ve made my sincerest apologies both publicly and privately and I feel it’s best to use all of the wonderful resources, book recommendations, blog references and advice given to me, so that I may learn from my mistake.
I’m very grateful for all of the support many of you have given me, in spite of my grave offense, and I appreciate every phone call, every blog comment, and every e-mail that has been sent my way. I have tried my best to respond to everyone. If I haven’t gotten back to you, it is because my heart is overflowing from the kindness. I’m terribly sorry if I’ve missed the opportunity to thank you personally. Please know how grateful I am.
The last few days have been insanely busy. In addition to catching up on all matters online, I’ve been trying to keep up with life in general.
So far this week, I have enrolled Dawson in preschool for this fall, scheduled doctor and dentist appointments for myself and Dawson, gone grocery shopping, weeded the flower beds, caught up on laundry, watched Juno, Atonement and 27 Dresses (I loved all three movies), and spent some much needed time with my family.
Earlier this morning I went to Best Buy and bought a brand new laptop. Doug and I received our stimulus (rebate?) check and decided to spend half the money on a new garage door (ours is as old as the house and only opens manually, which is a total pain in the ass in the winter) and then we split the remaining money in half to spend as we wished. My wish was a faster laptop as the old one still runs Windows 2000.
I bought a Gateway laptop and it’s Garnet Red in color. I love it. I’ll take a picture of it soon. The cool thing is that it has a built-in webcam. I have the urge to do a blog chat, but it’s late and my hair is a mess (excuses, I know).
This afternoon my mother-in-law and I took a trip to Sam’s Club. Dawson came along as well and he was so excited to ride in Grandma’s new mini-van because it has a DVD player. He was able to watch SpongeBob SquarePants (of course!), and my MIL and I were able to carry on a conversation without constant demands and whines of a 3-year-old.
Also, I went over to Johnson’s Baby Cause, a charitable organization (through Global Giving) which is hosting a celebrity auction on e-bay. I bid on this travel system just for the heck of it. I don’t even need a stroller/car seat combo, but I thought it would be fun to win it and tell everyone I know that my favorite co-host of The View used this item. More about this here. (And more about this fun PBN blog blast here.)
That’s about all I’ve been up to these days. Now, I just have to catch up on your blogs and the world will be right again.
Dana Tuszke began her Mom career in 2004 after the birth of her son, Dawson the Demanding. She spends her days catering to the endless needs of a 3-year-old, vacuuming the never-ending trail of cookie crumbs in her living room, and suffering through too many episodes of SpongeBob SquarePants; all while working from home. More About Dana.
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