Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Vancouver Airport

It really is a nice airport.

I was up and out the door by 4:10.

Good thing I got to the airport 3 hours before my flight, so that I could watch the kiosk people arrive, set up and put new paper in their machines.

Seriously!?!?

It's 4:30 in the morning and I have to wait until 5:00 before the workers show up?

THEN DON'T BOOK THE FLIGHT SO FUCKING EARLY YOU BASTARDS

Ok.

So, maybe I'm a wee bit cranky after only have 4 hours sleep, which was after working 11 hours on only 6 hours sleep.

Maybe the fact that I'm a 'wee' bit stressed has something to do with my crankiness too.

All I know is, I've take a 'sleepytime' pill and when that seat hits me in the ass, I'm hoping I'll be out like stink.

However, I'm in an aisle seat.  Not the best seat in the house to fall asleep in.

I hope I'm not beside the rotten child who's here acting up in the waiting area.  I also hope that nobody has a weak bladder and has to wake me up to continuously visit the bathroom.  They might get the death stare.

Anyway, what I was going to say is, I'm still in Vancouver, but after the NEXUS people not trusting my 'trusted' traveler card and going through my luggage with a comb meant for lice, I feel like I've already ventured to another country.

No.

Still here.

I am so looking forward to seeing Papi.

Looking forward to giving my love a swift kick in the arse too.

Someone went and got sick right before surgery.

Someone didn't take my advice and rest as much as possible for health's sake.

Someone is going to be subject to healthy food while I'm being the caretaker.

I feel like my way of getting back at Papi for making me sad, scared, sick to my stomach, having nightmares, having horrid visuals in my head etc. is to feed my love healthy food.

Mi esposo won't be able to lift those arms after the top surgery, so I'll be doing all the work.

The Countdown ... 24 hours ... 

I'll also be buying all the food.

**enter evil laugh here**

No cookies, ice cream and bags of Eggies for you my love.

You will be forced to eat healthy food.

This is my revenge.

And I'm fucking bitchy.  So, yeah baby!  You get me in all my glory.

Heh, but we all know that the moment I see my love, I will be all smiles and snuggles.

I'm a fool for you.

5 comments:

  1. I can't believe you're going to do that to somebody........HEALTHY FOOD?

    You're starting to show a little mean streak here!

    BOO-YA!!

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  2. i think that if your way of getting back at E is by buying and cooking healthy foods...then GO HARD! that is a GREAT revenge!
    love you love. message me anytime, you know that. thinking of you every day, and sending you such strength and support from here. for BOTH of you.
    oc

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  3. I'll be thinking of both of you tomorrow.

    xxx

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  4. Still love ya bitchy. As for Papi, well, I know a woman who had a bilateral mastectomy, and, not to minimize the procedure, but she was able to lift her arms sooner rather than later. So maybe you need the bag of chocolate eggies to wave at him, and see how quickly he swipes at them! Ok. That was mean. Surgery is hard....it's the nurse in me, I'm cold hearted, and when all my patients want to do is rest, I'm right there, saying, "Get up! Time to walk!" Laughed at the image of you sitting there watching the kiosk people arrive!

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  5. @rafa: i've been scoping out the healthy places already. here veggie veggie veggie!!!

    @oc: we both love you so much ... thank you

    @dirty: i'll be chatting with you soon my dear

    @sandra: you fucking made me laugh so hard, and papi laughed even harder!!!

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