Things That Make You Go Hmm...

Well,Christmas was bittersweet. It started out to be the best Christmas ever. The whole family home and together.

I decided to blog my Christmas so I would always remember it. The good and the bad preserved on my blog forever.

Fredi and I decided we wouldn't be doing presents this year for each other because I am not working. I am off until June 2009, I am due to have our baby June 3, and then I will be taking a year to stay home with the baby after that.

Fredi went and tricked me and bought me a gorgeous Sony SLR camera. Exactly what I was wanting but better. He is the best husband ever! I felt bad I didn't have a gift for him though.

Then, we were getting ready to leave for my Aunties house for Christmas dinner and I accidently flushed my diamond "D" pendant down the toilet! It was one of the first gifts Fredi ever bought me. I heard a "ting" and thought "What on Earth was that?" Then as I pushed down the handle, I saw it in the bottom of the toilet and just like that it was gone. Fredi tried to dig around for it with a hanger but it was gone. I am so sad about it. It was all diamonds, and I was always afraid to wear it for fear of losing it. I only wore it on special occasions.

We got to my Aunties house an hour late, and then played Rock Band for hours. That game is so much fun. Me and my two cousins formed a band and went on tour. I played guitar, and sometimes did vocals. I am awful on the drums. Fredi jumped in sometimes and played drums. Haley just laughed at us and wouldn't play. We rocked it out for hours. As you can see from my picture, I am kind of wrecked from playing pregnant rock star.

All in all it was a great Christmas with the family together. I didn't have to work, Haley was with us the entire day, and we only had to drive five minutes to my Aunties house.

I just wish I didn't flush my pendant...

I haven't been able to blog because of my work schedule. I have been working so much! I cannot complain, because I will like my next paycheck.

However, I didn't even have time to put up my Christmas tree. I have collected Christmas ornaments from the 1920's to the 1960's, and now I have quite an extensive collection. Next year, I will put up a tree. This year, it just didn't happen.

What I did manage to do was, put a candle in each one of my windows. But, I was so tired I only had the energy to turn on one candle. I was thinking, was it even worth it to turn on one candle? My front porch had a flag with a Pumpkin on it leftover from Thanksgiving, and one lone ghetto candle in the window, laying on it's side, knocked over by the cat.

I did manage to hang a wreath on my door today. Better late than never right?

Being low on the seniority totem pole, I was stuck working Christmas. By having some seniority, I did get off most of Christmas Eve, and I didn't have to check in until 1445 on Christmas. Fredi and I made Christmas dinner real early and we got to eat our Christmas Brunch before I left for the airport.
It was just going to be a simple Fort Myers turn. Fly 118 people down there, pick up 47 and fly back. Sounds simple right?

Everything was smooth, until "SHE" got on the plane. This woman boarded the plane with an attitude. She was looking to pick a fight with someone. That someone turned out to be me. I was the one in the back galley closest to her seat. Lucky me.

The first thing that happened was she got irritated that I couldn't pick up her trash right away, because I was busy waiting on other customers. After that, she threw her trash in my galley and yelled at me. OK, now I'm thinking this woman is crazy. I just let it roll off my back. She must just have forgotten her Prozac.

The next thing, she stuck her foot out in the isle to trip me. I saw it, and asked her to move it politely three times, she ignored me. I climbed over her leg with a number of drinks in my hand. At this point I'm trying to think in my mind, how I can make this funny? I realize she is probably just jealous.

Then she came into my galley to ask for a spoon, when I told her I didn't have one, she mocked me. I told her maybe they have some in the front. Then this miserable human being ran up to first class to get a spoon, and came back to my galley shaking the spoon in my face yelling and contorting her face "WHAT IS THIS?! WHAT IS THIS?!" At first I thought, "I don't know, a lunatic shaking a spoon?" But I decided to say just "A spoon." She yelled "I want your name, you couldn't be bothered to get one for me." I said, "Lady, you need to get out of my galley right now and go sit down. You have been making trouble since you got on this aircraft, and I don't want to see your face again, shut your mouth and get out of here."

She stomped up to first class to tattle on me. The first class flight attendant let her know, if she had one more outburst, we would have security meet the flight.

The other two flight attendants in my galley just stood there open mouthed. One said, "You've got balls". I said, "I just told her like it is, I'm not afraid of her, and she needs to check herself, or security will meet this flight and she will be arrested. She's lucky I didn't handcuff her to her seat."

I know I always say this, but it just amazes me how important some people think they are. My dog acts better than she does. I'm not that important, I know that. I call it like I see it, smile, and continue to have a Merry Christmas.

I don't like confrontation, but that doesn't mean I'm a pushover. The look on her face when I laid it out to her was priceless. I finally found the humor in the situation.

When I count my Christmas Blessings, not having her as a relative, is right there on the top of my list.

Merry Christmas!