Bikers and my daughter

I know you have all been anxiously waiting the in depth coverage of the teaser headlines but the regularly scheduled program was delayed due to one greedy teenager not granting me access to the only computer in the house. School is out now which means he does sleep late in the mornings allowing me to illegally search his room and seize the computer for my own personal use.

Have you ever wondered why men grow their beards out super long? Like the guys in ZZ Top. I really just don't get it. It's not attractive and little fuzzies get caught in them and I imagine they get in the way when sleeping. Not to mention the whole eating thing. What do they do tuck it into their shirt so their beard is out of the way? Now don't get me wrong, ZZ Top totally rocks the super long beard thing but how they do it is a complete mystery because on everyone else, it just seems ridiculous. The utter absurdity of it all was brought to my attention the other day as I passed a biker on the freeway. His beard was long and he didn't have a full face helmet on so the wind was whipping his beard all around and it was smacking him in the face! Similar to a girl with long hair riding in a convertible, if her hair is not contained in a hat or ponytail, strands of hair will whip around due to the wind. Most of the time it is long enough to just be annoying but the length of this man's beard was just right so the wind had basically parted it down the middle and it was coming up and hitting him on the cheeks. I had to wonder if it felt like he was being snapped with little mini towels over and over again on his cheeks. This did answer an age long question for me though - which is, why do bikers braid their beards?

My lovely daughter was getting ready to head out on her summer away from me, back to the cold and rain, and realized she had forgotten to say goodbye to her brother. It was about 5 am so I told her to wake him up to tell him goodbye, that he will fall right back to sleep. She went into his room and had to repeat that she was leaving and wanted to say bye about three times before it registered in his sleepy brain. Still disoriented from being awakened during his REM cycle, he leaned forward to give her a hug goodbye and they totally bonked heads! LOL!!! Now that's one way to say goodbye to your brother, head butt him! The bashing of foreheads was probably the only reason he remembered waking up.

It is no secret that my daughter gets motion sickness. It is manageable in a car but flying is the worst. We can subdue it with Dramamine and lots of water but add to it the excitement of getting to see her long lost friends (overly dramatic teenage viewpoint) and not much sleep and you are asking for trouble. We all have our routines when we get on a plane but I'm sure she is one of a small handful of people who checks the seat pocket for the pukey bag and arranges it in front and sticking up a little for easier access. If there isn't anyone beside her, she will do it to the next seat over as well. The early morning flight, the reason for the previously mentioned head bonking, was a waste of Dramamine. Within 15 minutes the pukey bag had been utilized. She spent about the last hour of the flight with her forehead pressed against the seat in front of her as she concentrated on breathing and trying not to dry heave. She was seated next to a "biker dude and his wife and they were amusing and nice." Luckily she got to get off the plane but not at her destination, oh no, she landed in Las Vegas - to catch her connecting flight. I got a text complaining that the only good food at the airport is Subway and the line was super long so that was not an option. She joked that her friends had better be "way excited" to see her or she was going to stay in Vegas and become a stripper! It's a good thing she didn't know what was going to happen on the next flight or the next time I saw my daughter would be on a stage with a pole. She got sick again, unfortunately she didn't get the bag up quick enough and got it all over the floor, fortunately she was in the aisle seat. Unfortunately some got on her backpack. Fortunately the flight attendants were really kind about cleaning it up and it smelled like vanilla when they were done, which I'm sure is better than how it smelled in the first place. Fortunately my daughter does not have the ability to see the future. Unfortunately the house (Las Vegas) loses (although, it could be considered a fortunately). Fortunately my daughter caught her connecting flight and is not a stripper!!!!!

Teaser

Too tired to type right now. Here's a teaser of things to come:

^My kids have a new way to say goodbye.

^Braided beards.

^Career opportunities in Las Vegas.

Tune in tomorrow for complete in depth coverage.

Weekend Away

So I'm finally in the mood to write, I know you've missed me. But alas, I cannot, because you see, I am going to Chicago. It's my brother-in-law's college graduation!! Leaving in a couple hours. Gotta swing by the store and gets snacks for the drive. Will check in with you later.

On Top Of The World

All those times I have complained about the hill to our apartment - I take them back. Love our apartment for the view and especially the elevation. We were very fortunate during the tornado warnings and flooding. We are unscathed. So, here's my post: look at some of the images of the flood.