Sunday, February 17, 2008

I always look for her in the airport.


Over 12 years ago, she and I worked together and were fast friends. She's a doll, and easy on the eyes. She's a flight attendant and she lives several hours away, but you never know where she might jump seat. So any time I'm in the airport, I look for her. So Thursday morning I'm texting her telling her I'm about to take a flight and she calls me, she's in the airport. She had to jumpseat over in order to start a 5 day trip. So I had to walk quite a ways to find her. She's as pretty today as the day I met her.

2 comments:

Walt said...

This made me smile. And I needed one tonight. Yay!

piper said...

GAWD you are cute!