valentine's day Oh Mr. Jetplane...

You are indeed the love of my life... but seriously dude... I want to ring your neck sometimes.

Mr. Jetplane left for Illinois Sunday morning. He is going to be gone for 2 weeks. I'll meet up with him on Wednesday evening, leave Chicago on Sunday, meet up on Friday afternoon in St. Louis, and we'll be driving home together on Sunday AM.

So he made it up safe and sound but called me to ask me to bring his coat, he forgot...


Well, Mr. Jetplane I'd be happy to but that means I'm going to have to check my luggage.



Mr: "WHAT!?! You're going to be there for only 4 days!"

Me: "Uh Yeah. 4 days of clothes, my coat, and your Columbia coat! How does that fit into my small carry on?"

Mr: "Oh, ok good point. I'll borrow a coat from E."

Me: "Yeah! That's best!"

Fast forward to Monday morning....I send Mr. Jetplane a text message..."Did you remember to bring your suit for the wedding?"

I get a text message back..."DOPE!"

Yes, so Mrs. Jetplane has to some how figure out how to get her hubby's suit, shirt, tie, and shoes into her carry on bags for her trips to Chicago and St. Louis.


So I have decided to bring half of the stuff on Wednesday and the other half on next Friday. Am I totally annoyed... hell yes because you know what he didn't forget....all the baseball game tickets, his CUBS wear, and his XBOX (since someone is uploading all this cool, free, sh&t on it... yeah priorities are totally in order...


UGH Men!!