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Saturday, August 28, 2010

From Dallas to Denver to the Beach of West Palm - Time to Catch Up!

As you can tell from my little Plane Poem... I'm going a little wacky...
I've been in more places than you can imagine within the span of a few weeks. Most of those trips have involved flights that have had connections or that I've had to go to short stops along the way to finish up some business.
The more I travel - the crazier I get - the more I have to find the humor in life where I can...
Two weeks ago I had to do a conference in Denver for the week. However, the week before I got a call about an account in Dallas that had to be attended to ASAP. So - I had to take the one day I had home that week and plan it in Dallas, having to leave the evening before (on Sunday) to get there on time. I had a late flight out so I had as much time as I could absorb at home on Sunday. Got into Dallas right after a big, surprise thunderstorm had hit. Because it was last minute, I had booked a rental car through this cheap car place, Advantage. Not only were they at the way end of the whole car rental area, but they were in an uncovered area. I checked out my rental car and toted all my bags way across the lot, packed my suitcase in the trunk and went to sit in the driver's seat, only to spring back up with a completely wet butt. Ah! The goofs had left the car window open during the storm. And, as it turned out, the old guy at the check out booth couldn't help me get a new car so I had to tote everything all the way back across the lot and back into the rental area and get another car. Again, I schleped all my stuff back across the lot and packed it into my new car, got in the driver's seat and - yes, once again - wet seat! I was so tired that I said "FORGET IT!" and put my legal pad binder on my seat and just checked the dumb car out and drove the half and hour to my hotel.
When I went back into the rental car desks the second time, I was trying not to get really mad and so I took to reading the map that was on the counter.... And - here I found my humor... Very bottom right corner -- pink block.... Only in Dallas can they get away with naming a town AND a street "White Settlement"!

The other thing I pass my time with is the delicious! :)

When I got out to Denver, I had a few wonderful friends I got to visit between my appointments and meetings. Jason and Naomi, friends from college live outside of Denver and so I went out to see them and stay with them one evening. Right down the road from their house, they have a Kolache Factory. The only other place I've seen one is in Indianapolis -- I LOVE kolaches! So, I was quite delighted to stop in and get a kolache (ok, two :)).

Back to the humorous....

My friend from college, Laura, and her family are back from India for a year for furlough. They've bought a condo out by Loveland and so I drove out about an hour from Denver after my sales meeting on Thursday. As Asha, Laura's oldest, had a dentist appointment, I found the Starbucks in the area and settled in to get some work done.

While sitting with my laptop, I looked over to the bar area where you collect your drink, and this group of older people had gathered their chairs around the bar and sat as if they were watching the best show in town. They each got their drinks and just sat there chatting and watching the barista as she made other people's drinks and staring at the backsides of people who were standing waiting to get their drinks. Not sure - but does this indicate boredom?! :)


I finished up in Denver on Friday and got back for the weekend. Spent Monday downtown at my large Chicago account and then headed out Monday afternoon to West Palm Beach. This was my dreaded week of driving...

I have to interject a pretty amazing little story, though...
My flight out from Chicago was later and I had to connect through Philly to West Palm. In Philly I had to transfer to a US Air flight where the seats are a thread in front of you and you've no room to move. Right before I left that day, I had been given a card by mom to be opened on the day of my birthday -- which was the next day. I stuffed the card in my bag and rushed out the door. When I had gotten on the US Air flight, I was going to attempt to get some work done so I pulled out one of my folders and thought I heard something fall on the floor. However, it was late and dark and I couldn't move, so I felt around on the floor and looked as much as I could and then decided that it was just my imagination.

The next day, as I sat waiting at my account in West Palm, I decided to open my birthday card and so I went to dig through my bag - coming up empty - and then realized, to my horror, that I had dropped the card on the airplane. I was so sick thinking that I had lost my mom's card and that she had made such a point of giving it to me and that it very possibly held some little gift that she wanted me to have. I was in tears (I was pretty tired too, but it did make me really sad). I figured I would never see it again as I had lost many things on airplanes and know I had never found it in the past.

After several calls throughout the day to the lost and found, and every time thinking that I'd never see a little card again, I finally got a woman who asked me explicit details about the card and came back to the phone, holding the card in her hand! YEA! It was a TOTAL God thing as I would never have found that card without Him! That was my birthday miracle! :)

So here's my humorous, horrific moment.... West Palm and all the Latinos and their weird sense of fright and humor, I guess... Check out the ad board for this freaky halloween circus!

After West Palm, I drove over an hour down to Miami, had a few appointments and then headed out for a 4 hour drive over and up to Clearwater. It was a blessed sight to pass over Gulf to Bay and head over to my friends' new house where I got to stay two evenings!


Finally, at the end of the week, I headed up from Clearwater for a 3 hour drive to Gainesville and then up to Jacksonville. There are Gators all over FL but their home is in Gainesville -- how humorous! :)

Its nice to be home - and there's no humor in that!

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