Well, it's pretty much been a Bon Jovi week here on the playground. Several of us are headed off to the concert this afternoon and making a vacation of it. A nice dinner out, a night without being woken up at 2 AM by children, and a chance to visit the mall without having to worry about my 3 yr old running off. Oh, and the amazingly sexy men who'll be singing to us from the stage. And I'm sorry if you're going to concert too, but those men are singing to US. :-)
Of course, anytime we have a playfriend road trip chaos and calamity seem to follow. Meth labs, cut fingers, blown knees...hmmm, come to think of it chaos and calamity just seem to follow PC. I suppose we nicknamed her wisely. The question next week will be what catastrophe befell us. I suppose we'll just have to wait and see.
A flurry of emails precede any roadtrip - whether we're leaving for 10 days in another country or going two hours away for a night. We must discuss clothing, accessories, suitcases, shoes...the list is endless. This would probably explain why I had a very strange dream last night. In the dream I was headed to Nashville (where the concert is tonight) to catch our plane to RWA national conference (where we're flying from in July). Only I was running late because I'd gotten stuck at work. My flight was at 3 PM and I'd just left my office (2 hours away) at 2:50PM. However, the plane was delayed when I arrived and hadn't left. But I couldn't get a guaranteed seat because I'd missed the window and they put me on standby instead which didn't look good because they'd bumped a flight before and all those passengers were ahead of me on the list.
As if this wasn't bad enough...I got to the airport only to realize that I hadn't packed my conference stuff...I'd packed my concert stuff. So I had 1 pair of jeans and a t-shirt, no pajamas, and my kick ass tiger print pants. No make-up. No fancy dresses for the parties. That was it. For the entire week of conference. Talk about a nightmare.
However, I think those pants are going to look fantastic when they call me up on stage for my very own serenade. Hey, if I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming big.
So, have you had any strange dreams/nightmares lately? Or are you looking forward to a roadtrip of your own?