Send Me A Cupcake If I Get Deported

Hi Everyone:

J. and I are off to Arizona for Memorial Day…which compels me to explain that we planned this trip before all the immigration craziness broke out (again) and you should send me cupcakes in case you  see me getting arrested and/or deported…though J. promises to rescue me if anything happens…but I did eat up the cookie I was saving for him the other night, so you never know.

Having noted that we were to arrive to 90+degree weather, I donned a t-shirt and shorts for the trip…only to pay $8.00 so I could buy (yes, BUY) a blanket on the plane(because if you aren’t in first class, you ain’t getting one for free).  I had to get one because it was Alaska-day on the plane (no it wasn’t, but it could have been because it was frigid).  My self-righteous bubble popped seconds later when I discovered I liked the blanket!  It was Winnie-the-Pooh soft and enclosed was a coupon for $10 off at Bed Bath and Beyond if I spend $30 there (err…not a problem).  Some marvelous marketing person has gotten the best of me again.  (Speaking of which, marketing is one thing that perplexes me – I mean how do you come up with “Just Do It”?  And when you do, how the hell do you know “Just Do It” is better than “Get Your Ass in Gear”?  Marketing ploys always work on me).

Our flight arrived thirty minutes early (hooray!)…and J. surprised me by renting a convertible mustang – it was SUCH a treat after waiting an hour for Budget to give us (and sixteen others) our cars during their shift changes and breaks….the wind in my hair and all that glamour-gal stuff came immediately to mind.

As I jumped in the car, I saw the temperature gauge in the car: 101 degrees outside!  When the car was moving we got a strong breeze so it cooled us off to 99 degrees, with the A/C blasting.  I then pulled out my new airline blanket and threw it over my thighs so they would only be scorched to medium and not well-done from the sun’s lava rays.  (And now I see why everybody wears all those layers – my legs were cooler under the blanket than in the sun!)

Upon arrival at our hotel, we went straight to the pool with our books and magazines, and we ordered up some margaritas.  Ahhh…!

I’m now smiling a little wider than the Grand Canyon.  I am in a lovely room (Jacuzzi outside – ready for use at night when it’ll be 68 degrees) with the man I love, and we are relaxing, relaxing, relaxing all weekend!  Golf, spa and yummy meals await us – I can’t wait!

Have a super weekend!

Swati

Tags: Arizona, deported, Just Do It, Memorial Day, winnie the pooh