Yes, I know it's the time zones. But it's more fun to think of it as a time warp.
That's the fun part. Here is the not-fun part.
No food. Yes, no food.
Oh, we get a snack and our choice of a second premium snack.
And they wonder why people are freaking out and getting belligerent on flights. It's low blood sugar! Add alcohol and there you go, instant heiney-hole.
But my mom, for my birthday, bought me a gift certificate to World Market so I can go get all kinds of yummy things to make a picnic lunch for us.
Kitten Update:
Sunday morning Thor breached security and he and Loki were alone for a couple of hours (I was at work and Jason was sleeping). It didn't appear that there was an actual fight - no chunks of fur like last time - but they were both upset. Loki was in defense mode on the cat tree and Thor was hissing. I think part of the problem was that Loki was cut off from his "safe place" under our bed. But they both calmed down within minutes of being separated. So now there are latches on all the "doors of separation" and until Thor grows an opposible thumb, they should be Thor-proof. Emphasis on "should". Today they were laying on the floor on opposite sides of the door, looking at each other and batting at each other's paws without hissing or growling. They also got to eat kitty treats on opposite sides of the door.
Ah, innocent days before the serpent of violence was unleashed in their garden.
1 comment:
I find it interesting that they cut out the meal, but you can still get a frosty alcoholic beverage. No food? No major protests. No booze? There would be a riot. I think my next trip is going to involve a recreational vehicle.
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