<p>Here! Here! Have lost luggage on Delta! :)</p>
<p>I tie pretty Christmas ribbon (thick, white with gold stitching) to my black suitcases. Of course, makes them easier to ID on the baggage carousel but also if/when they go missing.</p>
<p>It’s my brother’s birthday! 
(He’s still in the single digits.)</p>
<p>I am happy to report that my bag found its way to San Jose on Sat. afternoon and was delivered to me that night! (I am not so happy about being jetlagged during the change back to standard time: instead of gaining an hour of sleep, I am instead waking up a full hour “earlier”. Hence my visiting CC at 3am on a Sunday morning… sigh. And the NaNoWriMo Kick-Off Party is tonight, for which I MUST stay awake!)</p>
<p>Remember that nice airline agent who helpfully straightened out the crumpled baggage transfer tag and put the two tracking stickers on my bag in Atlanta? When the bag arrived Sat. night, it had NO baggage tag at all, and one of the two stickers on the body of the bag was missing. (A) No wonder it got lost, and (B) Good thing she put those two stickies on the bag! Word to the wise: insist those little stickies go onto your bag when you check it, they might be the only thing ensuring your bag’s safe arrival home.</p>
<p>Happy birthday, aries’s little brother! (And thanks for the offer of help, jym! I should have called you during my 6-hour layover-and-weather-delay on Friday! Although I likely would have looked and sounded more like a lump of bruised jello than an actual identifiable human at that point in the trip. 
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<p>mootie-
I wish I’d known you were here for 6 hrs on Friday! I would have come down to the Airport to visit! However, (1) the weather was absolutely awful (as you know) and (2) the traffic in Atlanta s-u-c-k-s under the best of circumstances. Add to it that it was a Friday (which doubles the traffic) and the weather was awful, it’d probably have taken me those 6 hrs to make the 30 mile trip to the airport But, I would have, really. In fact, my kiddo’s HS is down by the airport (he does that 30 mile commute each way every day!) and we were supposed to meet friends for dinner and go to the football game, so I would have been right there! However, given the weather, everyone bailed. It did stop raining in the late afternoon, but none of us wanted to sit out on the cold wet bleachers and watch the teams slide around in the mud. (Hmmm, on second hand, watching them mud wrestle might have been entertaining… ) Our team would have secured a spot in the State playoffs if they’d won, but they got creamed.</p>
<p>But I digress… I am glad your luggage found its way home. And as soon as I began to read your post, I burst into a chorus of Burt Bachrach’s “Do You Know The Way To San Jose” . I think I need to get a life. </p>
<p>Another total digression but a momentary rant, if you will indulge me. Younger s. asked me to get him one of the new fleeces they have for his school uniform. He already has two of the “old” fleeces. He loses them with great regularity, and refuses to put his name inside of then for fear of mortal embarassment. So when he loses them, he either goes “shopping” in the lost and found or we go to the parent consignment shop (which sells “gently worn” uniform stuff that either is brought in by other parents or gathered up from the lost and found when nobody claims them) and essentially “buy back” his lost fleece at a discount price. Yes, I do make him pay when he is replacing lost items (not that he learns from this). OK-- moving on… I had lunch with some friends in that awful rainstorm Friday, but lunch happenend to be near the “real” store that sells the private school uniforms. I decided to surprise my s. with a new fleece (and as it is new this year, they haven’t made their way to the consignment shop yet). OK, here comes the rant- SIXTY BUCKS for a fleece!! I thought the sales guy was joking when he told me. What, is the fleece sewn with golden thread or something??? What a ripoff. However, I guess as a small consolation, my h. keeps our house like a meatlocker, and I just discovered my s. sleeping with his fleece jacket over him.</p>
<p>Mootie- get some sleep and get your bodyclock re-regulated. However, seeing you as a lump of bruised jello would have been entertaining… In that rainstorm, I probably wouldn’t have looked much better. :)</p>
<p>On the subject of overpriced clothing – sixty bucks for a fleece is a ripoff, for sure. But maybe I can beat that. </p>
<p>At the Barbra Streisand concert last night, they were selling black t-shirts with Barbra’s face silk screened on them for forty bucks! These weren’t especially luxurious cotton or women’s fitted sizes or anything, just plain
S/M/L/XL. </p>
<p>Ticket prices were outrageous enough, but they’re nuts if they think I’d pay $40 + tax for a t-shirt!! The concert was wonderful, though. I’m not a fan of her politics, but I can listen to that voice forever. Il Divo was on the bill with her and they did some amazing duets (or would that be quintets?) Anyway, it was a once in a lifetime event for me!</p>
<p>Hey patsmom-
Lucky you to get to the Streisand concer!. Its here on Thursday, but I am not going. I do have a small confession, though. About a year ago I went to the McCartney concert and succommed to buying a ridiculously overpriced t-shirt. I guess the consolation is that I got an incredible deal on the tickets, so I guess it all balances out. Now, I suppose the cost of the t-shirt is going to cover his divorce expenses!</p>
<p>Oh, and as an aside- it’s a beautiful, sunny day, with temps in the 70’s mootie. Too bad you aren’t flying through today…</p>
<p>jym,</p>
<p>My husband and I sat in the cheap seats at $102.75 apiece. We sat in the next to last row in the upper level at the hockey arena – I don’t think we could have been farther away from the stage if we had tried. Picture an oval with the stage at one end of the oval - we were at the other end, probably about 5 stories up. Thank God for binoculars. I can’t imagine paying $750, or even $350, but plenty of people did!</p>
<p>Was that McCartney as a sexy thirty-something? Or do you have a shirt of the bad hair dye, fake tanned, no-prenup for call girl wife sixty-something?</p>
<p>Hi Cheers-
I had to go look at the t-shirt to answer your question. It looks like a younger McCartney. Either that or they did a great touch-up job.</p>
<p>I think I told the story of the tickets in a thread a long time ago, so wont recount the whole thing here, but due to a poorly managed on-line auction the local paper tried (ie nobody bid after me) and a <em>very</em> nice guy at the ticket place who kept getting us better and better seats when he heard my long-time friend and I were taking each other for our birthdays (and that we grew up in the town next to Linda McCartney, which he thought was cool). Anyway- we got seats on the side , near the stage (think about the 10 yard line) about 10 rows up! The stage was set such that we had a great view-- not a view of his side or back. We satin an area with a whole bunch of the sponsor (Lexus) seats. And— for about $225 a ticket!!!
The shirt (and ticket stub) are great momentos! I dont care if he looked like a wrinkled prune in the picture ! What a concert!</p>
<p>sort of on the topic of concerts…has anyone seen “Menopause the Musical”…my friends and I take a birthday trip every year and are considering going to Atlanta to see it.</p>
<p>abbybabby-
Yes! And it is a lot of fun! If you come to Atlanta, rent the “fur bus” as your transportation to the show (if you aren’t staying near the theater). This a hoot (the play and the furbus). There are several hotels in midtown that are walking distance to the theater.</p>
<p>oh- patsmom,
Isn’t it intersting to have seats where you feel like your back is holding up the stadium wall? We saw a basketbal playoff game like that. They players looked like ants!</p>
<p>jym-</p>
<p>Everyone there had vertigo, I think. It was ok once we sat down and got acclimated, but the way the rows were constructed, the floor area in the row was VERY narrow and the seatback in the row ahead of you was down at your foot level. If you stumbled trying to climb over people in your row to get to your seat, there was nothing to break your fall.</p>
<p>The typical Streisand audience is an older crowd, and it was really kind of scary watching the elderly people climb up to their nosebleed seats. They were hanging on to the railing for dear life (as was I!) while they climbed the steps. When they turned around and looked down, I really worried that one of them would have a heart attack. This one lady was giving her poor husband hell - “Oh my GAWD!! What were you thinking, getting seats like this!? This is the last time I ever let you go on Ticketmaster!” Good thing her singing was worth it :)</p>
<p>Holy cow patsmom-
That sounds rather intimidating! The friend I was with had a fear of heights- she was having trouble in the 10th row!! I guess the “older crowd” around you (by that I mean probably people our age) were real diehards! </p>
<p>Total digression-
I just ordered the new George Benson- Al Jarreau CD. Has anyone heard it yet?</p>
<p>
Yes. Just ask Jason. (sorry, nerd joke!)</p>
<p>abbybabby: Yes, it is histerical to go with a group of women. Not sure the guys like it quite as much. I went with a group of 10 women between 35 and 55. Enjoy!</p>
<p>Hi! i just thought I’d say Hi before something happens with this <em>brand new</em> computer again, it keeps “unexpectedly quitting” the applications or some such. Guess we got a dud, and probably need to return it. And it took me a couple of days to find my proper password buried in an old e-mail somewhere and log in, too. Anyway, hi! Happy Halloween. It was a year ago that I got to meet with some of you all on Halloween night here in the 'hood. When are we going to get together again? Or was that night just too scary!? </p>
<p>CHEERS!</p>
<p>A spooky Halloween Eve to you, mstee. Didn’t we have fun? We’ll try again for sure. Hola to your friend with the great restaurant as well!</p>
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My jr h.s. made us sit through a very bad version of “Jason and the Argonauts” in the auditorium practically every time it rained. It bordered on torture. The mere thought of that movie sends shivers down my spine. Brrrrrr.</p>
<p>Ok, I feel more “entitled” to post in Sinner’s Alley now that I have finally reached 300 posts and have been officially dubbed with “Member” status. (I think this is my first post in S.A.) I don’t drink, but I love to eat fancy hors d’ouevres. Can S.A. fill that need? :)</p>
<p>Yes, we have excellent hors d’ouevres here. Bartender, pour the lady a Shirley Temple!</p>
<p>(and thanks for spelling the fancy French word first, so I didn’t have to look it up!) We actually have a family story about someone who pronounced it ordevors, as in “Are we going to have ordevors?” So now that it’s a family joke, half the time we say it that way and we always have to explain lest strangers think we’re entirely ignorant… :D</p>