Airlines, the TSA, and Post-Mardi Gras Thoughts

Well, I ate as much Moon Pie and candy as I could tolerate and them some. Caught a few stuffed bears and dolls, and lots and lots of beads! Wheeeee! I had an awesome time.

The candy was handy on the plane ride(s) back. My throat was so dry and ticklish: I caught a cold a few days after arriving on my trip. It never used to happen until the commercial airlines started re-circulating their filthy, polluted, diseased air. Now, I expect it each and every time without fail.

I want to thank the TSA for confiscating my bottled water. I didn’t realize a bottle of water could be so dangerous. It’s not like I was dehydrated. Thank goodness I only had a cold, and not a more serious condition requiring water. Oh, wait, what am I saying, I did need the water. I have several acronyms for TSA, but I don’t like to use profanity on my blog.

I wont even talk about having to take out my liquids, in 1 ounce to 3 ounces containers for their extremely careful perusal. Yes, I know, products like Tea Tree Oil, Jergens skin cream, and hair conditioners can be made into weapons of mass destruction. Do they hire based on the lowest test scores?

So, I’m walking around the airport pulling my jeans up, because wearing a belt is a time waster. Laced shoes, sneakers or boots (with metal) are a lost cause. I’m starting to think carrying luggage to bring on board the plane is a non-starter. It’s heavy, and by the second leg of my flight – trying to make a connection is so much fun! – I’m exhausted. But I’ll be damned if I’m paying them $15 to lose my luggage. I just may consider a service that sends luggage ahead of you.

I attended every Mardi Gras that was available to attend. I even had the pleasure of some one’s well reared southern child heave a loogie into my hair from above. I am glad I didn’t have superpowers or a machine gun at the time, because a lot of people who have been massacred. I calmed down a few hours later. I have to realize it’s my fate to have teenage boys toss stuff at me – it happens every few years.

My hair was braided – it’s still braided – when later I wiped it clean with a warm, water soaked, paper towel. I haven’t washed it since February 13th, because I have a cold. I didn’t want to wash right before the trip, and now is not a good time. Once I got home, I opened my hair, saturated with Garnier Fructis Leave-In Conditioner, and re-braided.

I cannot wait to wash my hair, and this time I am going to use shampoo to make it squeaky clean.

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