'You know why they put oxygen masks on planes?'

"Oxygen gets you high. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant panicked breaths. Suddenly you become euphoric, docile. You accept your fate. It's all right here. Emergency water landing - 600 miles an hour. Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows."


Well, we're here. Woke up at 3 AM, drove to St. Louis, left at 9. The first flight was hell. It actually made me cry. I know, I'm a wimp, but when you're thousands and thousands of feet in the air and your biggest fears are heights and free falling, and its so windy that the plane is shaking and the landing is awful, well, I think I deserved to be a wimp.

Second flight wasn't near as bad, and it was on a bigger, more comfortable plane. I'm still not looking forward to flying home, but I don't have to worry about that until Sunday morning. Only <96>

We arrived in Arizona around 1 Arizona time, that is 2 Illinois time. We drove through parts of Phoenix, which looked kinda cool, but we couldn't really find anywhere to eat after that. We ended up at a diner called Black Bear Diner or something, and it had amazing cheeseburgers. Mmmm. =] The weather was an incredibly pleasant 70-75, no humidity at all. It was awesome. Everything is dead here, though, and it kinda bothers me that there is no grass.

We left the diner around 3:30, and showed up at the hotel around...5? Maybe. We're up in the mountains where there are elk and deer and there is snow and it is very very chilly. 7,000 feet in Flagstaff is a lot different than sea level at Phoenix. [I don't actually know if Phoenix is at sea level, but you know what I mean.]

I'm sitting in the very nice hotel now with my family watching Scrubs and waiting for Dick Clark to turn on. This is honestly the saddest New Years I have ever had. I'm 1000 miles away from my loving boyfriend, and both of my sick puppies. Lady is puking because of her pain medicine, and that really worries me. Hank has a mild case of kennel cough, and he is miserable. I wish I could be there with Adam to keep Hank comfortable.

I just wish I was home to spend my favorite holiday with my favorite person. Not that I don't love my family, by any means...but I just feel like something is missing this time.


Have a safe and happy New Year, everyone!
XOXO
Meg