
The last time I left for an extended vacation we all got the makings for White Russians and tried to watch The Big Lebowski. I confess that I've never actually seen the film's ending. I've tried multiple times but can never make it all the way through...mainly because of getting into the movie a little too well (ie. White Russian drinking games) and typically fall asleep about half way through. The next day when my flight left I was aching something fierce, and traveling severely hung-over sucks. When my flight out of Austin was delayed and thus making me miss my connecting flight to London and then Spain, I kind of lost it in a very ungraceful, tear stained way in the teriminal. It was plain embarrassing. I'd like to think that had I not been feeling so wretched, I'd have kept it all together a bit better but who knows.
I sincerely hope none of that happens when we embark tonight with Scary and Posh Spice in tow.