Well this past week was quite the adventure. Chris and I started out by waking up late and missing our first flight to Miami. I blame Cingular (or AT&T). They keep resetting my clock on my phone because they won't update their software to realize that daylight savings time is a week later now. We made it on the second flight and had plenty of time to make it to the boat.

Of course the first thing we did was eat at one of the 10,000 buffets. We met Andre (my friend who is in the cast of the shows on the boat) in his theater. He introduced us to his cast members and went off to change. While he was changing in walked the current Miss America as well as 31 2008 hopefuls. As they walked past Chris and I they introduced themselves by name and the state they represent. I guess they thought we were cast members or hair and make up or something. I guess they were doing a sound check or something. We felt very out of place so we went up to one of the pool decks to watch Andre in his opening number. After that the Captain of the ship came on to announce that we would have to dodge Tropical storm Noel by heading to Key West first then loping around and coming back to the Bahamas after the storm passed. Off we sailed for the Keys. The first night we spent eating drinking and just hanging out.

Day Two: Key West.
Our second day was pretty uneventful. We got up and headed to Duval street to shop and drink a bit. We had to be back to the boat by 4:30 p.m. so we didn't really have much time. Chris had his doctor call in a prescription for sleeping pills so our first stop had to be the CVS. We found one and spent a few minutes looking for the Pharmacy counter. After loking on both floors we asked the lady at the counter where it was. She informed us that this CVS had no pharmacy. Have you ever heard of such? A CVS with no Pharmacy counter. What the hell is the point. We walked a few more blocks and found a CVS with a Pharmacy, got Chris' prescription filled and were off for more shopping and drinking. We came back to the boat to eat and watch it pull off from Key West just as the sun was setting. It was absolutly gorgious. That night we went to Andre's first show. It was great. Everyone in the show has so much talent. I'm sure they all have great careers ahead of them. After the show we had some mre drinks and then were off to the room to go to bed.

Day three: Sea day and Cozumel.
For most of the third day were were out in the very rough sea. In fact the sea was pretty rough throughout the entire ship. I'm surprised more people didn't get sick on the boat. We spent the day hanging out by the pool and drinking. We went to an afternoon show that he Miss Americas were having. It was their talent competition. Most of them sang. My favorite by far was the girl who twirled batons. She was amazing. After the show we had docked in Cozumel. We took a cab ito town to eat shop and meet Chris' Mexican lover that he'd met a few weeks ago in Cancun. We had the strongest margarita's I've ever had in my life. They were getting ready for the Day of the Dead celebration in Mexico, so many of the kids were dressed up in costumes. There was a festival set up in the town square, so we hung out there and acted stupid for a few hours. Then we headed back to the boat. That night Andre and the other cast members snuck me into their Halloween Party. I had to wear a mask and not make a scene so I wouldn't be recognized or I would have been kicked out and thy would have gotten in trouble. It was so much fun. Everyone was in costume. We drank and danced until the very early hours of the morning. Then I stumbled back to my rom and tried not to get sick, which wasn't easy with the combination of alcohol and the boat rocking.

Day Four: Sea Day
Because of the storm we never got to the Bahamas. That was just fine with me though. I had a blast in Cozumel. The last day we were at sea all day and did nothing but relax by the pool eat and drink. That night we went to the last of Andre's shows, then had a nice dinner in the formal dining room. We said our goodbye's and went to bed so we could get off the boat bright and early in Miami the next day.

The last day we spent sittng in the Miami airport for 8 hours before we got on a flight. I was so happy to get home and sleep in my own bed and to not be rocked to sleep by the waves of the ocean. I had a wonderful trip and was very happy to get to hang out with Andre and to meet his cast members who are all very nice people.

Good vacation.

Well let's see. Last week was pretty eventful. It started on monday with me hanging out over at Shaun's house with a bunch of other flight attendants. While we were there I checked the old Airtran website and discovered that I had been awarded my first line. I was so freaking excited. After that we started doing shots and the night gets a little blurry. We went to Nikimoto's for Dragamaki then headed to blakes for more drinking and celebrating. I'm not really sure how I got home and I remember standing out in front of Halo at some point. I guess the bouncer wouldn't let me in for some reason, probably because I was so hammered. Lydia tells me that when I got home I made up a song that went "I'm drunk. I'm really really really really drunk!!!!" I of course don't remember that part either.

By friday I was ever so ready to celebrate my birthday. Lydia and I went and did some birthday shopping with the money my mom gave me. Then I went over to Zocalo to meet some Flight attendants for Margaritas. After Zocalo we went to Blakes for a round of drinks, some shots, and a little bingo with Bubba. I left there and stumbled across the street to Sweet Devil Moon for my birthday dinner with my close friends. We had great food and of course lots more booze. We then headed back over to Blakes for more drinks. After Blakes most everyone had headed home as it was getting kind of late. Of course John Q convinced me to go to Chaparral. So me, Robbie and Justin Beck headed over there. More drinking and a lot of dancing. We left and took Justin to Chris' house where Robbie proceeded to throw up in the drive way so we just stayed over there.

Saturday morning I took Robbie back to is car and came home to take a nap. When I woke up I felt like crap which sucked since Robbie and I were supposed to have a date just the two of us and he had planned all kinds of romantic stuff. i felt so bad for having to cancel on him, but I started my first trip on Sunday and just needed to not be feeling bad. It all worked out okay. We rescheduled everything for the next weekend. He came over and laid on the couch with me and made me feel all better. Then he left and I went to sleep.

Okay, so as if it's not too obvious, Robbie is the new man in my life. We met the weekend before Halloween and have been seeing each other ever since. He's got to be the greatest person I've ever been out with, and yes I'm very much in love with him. I can't even begin to write down how he makes me feel. I just know that it's the best feeling I've ever had.

So, last weekend My walet was stolen. I won't go into too much detail as to how. Let's just say there was a lot of Tequila and a group of homeless people involved.

Today I got a call from one of mu supervisors at work saying that this girl called her to tell her she found my wallet. It turns out I had her card in my wallet. I just went and picked it up from what is currently my favorite person in the whole wide world. Amazingly almost everything was in it before is still there. The only card that is missing is my Jungle card (nice to see that crack heads have priorities). That includes my Drivers License, Debit card, insurance cards, FAA card, and my Quest card (24 hour bar in Birmingham). Oh and even my Social Security card, which I've already been yelled at multiple times for having it in my wallet in the first place.

I'm so happy I'm on cloud 9. Of course all my money is gone, but I had spent most of it on Tequila shots prior to the wallet going missing, so no huge loss there.

Oh, they even left the reciepts for the things they purchased at Inserection with my debit card. It was about $300.00 worth of dildos and porn and lube. Who needs all that?

<<<<<<<<<< doing a happy dance!!!!

My life has been so wonderful lately I can barely stand it. I'm not really sure what's different. It just seems that things are going in good directions for me. I keep waiting for something bad to happen, but in the mean time, I'm simply going to exhale and enjoy.

I had the most wonderful week at work. I went on a trip with these two girls that were so much fun. My side hurts from all the laughing we did. We all three cut up so bad for three straight days. Amy (the lesbian I'm currently in love with) ended up staying over with me Friday night. She lives in Illinois and drives to Atlanta once a month for work. The friend she usually stays with had a death in the family (that's how I ended up on this trip to begin with), so I offered to let her bunk in my room. I slept in Lydia's bed since she's on a trip right now. We sat up until 1:00 a.m. just being totally silly.

I woke up this morning at 7:00 to my alarm clock on my cell phone blasting in my ear. I forgot to un set it before I went to bed. Of course I had to pee and feed the cats, so I go stumbling into the hall forgetting that Ronnie has this huge rock candle holder thing that Lydia is using as a door stop. Needless to say I think one of my perfectly painted toes is broken. It's all bloody and gross and I'm pretty sure the nail is going to fall off. Between that and all the scratches and bruises I have all over my arms from last weekends drunken fight with a rose bush on the patio at Wet Bar. I look like an abused spouse of an drunken redneck. I saw some Hello Kitty press on nails at Target last week. I'm going to run over there in a bit and see if they have them for toes.

Tonight is the big gay wedding reception for Matthew and Paul in Birmingham. I'm looking forward to it. I haven't been to the Ham in months. It will be great to see everyone. I think last time I was there was the Toga party Jalon threw for Kylie, so it will be nice to see everyone with normal clothes on again. Oh who am I kidding, if the cats hadn't peed on my toga I'd probably wear it again.

Blessed be thee

Well, several people have mentioned how I've been neglecting my Journal, so I'm going to try to do better. I'd like to think I'm too busy to sit down and put down my thoughts, but that's a load of crap.

Since my last post many things have happened.

I'm still loving the flight attendant thing. It's probably one of the most fun jobs I've ever had. I'm still on call (Reserve) for the time being. I should get off in October if all goes well. Nothing really out of the ordinary has happened on any of my flights. I have been fortunate that when things have gotten crazy I've been off and not had to deal with it. I just hit my six month mark, so I got off probation and got a pretty decent raise, so all is well on that front.

I had to take my Puppy (Sabre) to his new family this weekend. Wow, that was really hard. I got him from the shelter four years ago on Valentines Day. He was Jim and I's gift to each other. I really can't describe how much I love that dog. There have been quite a few tears shed. In the long run I know this will be better. I can't feel guilty about leaving him for so many days while I'm working and well he deserves someone that can give him the attention he deserves. Still it's a very touchy subject with me right now. I wont talk about it when anyone asks. I simply change the subject very quickly.

I moved in with one of my dearest friends a few months ago and am living in his condo while he's in China for a year. It's still really odd being here sometimes. I can't help but feel like I'm house sitting. I'm also taking care of his kitties (along with mine) while he's away. I'm so very proud of Ronnie for letting himself have this experience. I know how hard it must have been for him. It's way out of his comfort zone to leave all his family, friends, and shoes to go teach in China for a year. I don't really know if I'd have been able to do it. I miss him like crazy, though. I had to pack up his things in his bedroom so my new roommate, Lydia, could move in. I had no idea how emotional that would be for me. I can't really even describe it. I just know I didn't want to be doing it. It made it feel so much more real that he's gone. I know I know, he's not dead. He's coming back. It's just when you become so emotionally attached to someone and get used to having them near it's really hard when they aren't there. Ronnie is that person that I know will always be there when I need him. No matter what. Day or night. Fortunately I can (and have) talked to him on the phone often. That helps a lot.


So my new room mate Lydia is awesome. We met during flight attendant training. We think so much on the same level it's kind of scary. She loves the condo as well as the kitties. It's been great to have her hear. We both Travel and are on almost opposite schedules right now, so we really haven't gotten to see much of each other.

Oh, I'm going to be an Uncle this month. My brother and his wife are having their first baby. It's a girl. I'm not really sure how I feel about it. My brother and I don't really get along so great, so I'm not sure I'll play a big role as an Uncle. The nice side is, hopefully I will be able to introduce her to life outside of small town Alabama and give her a little culture.

Okay well that's all for now.

It's been a while since I've updated my journal. I tried to while I was on my first trip, but the computer crashed. I just logged in again today and discovered that LJ had saved my entry for me, so here it is.

Well here I am on my first trip. I started this journey in October when I applied with AirTran Airways. Four months later after several interviews and a month of training I'm off and flying.

My first night we got in at about 1:30 am in Flint Michigan. let me just tell you how much I despise Michigan. I have a very close friend that lives there. I dated a guy that lived up there and went to school at U of M. Now I've met another guy in Atl that is from Detroit. Maybe somebody is trying to tell me something. Don't worry I'm not listening. It's cold and full of yankees. I don't care much for either of those things.

On day two I ended up in Canton Ohio. there was a bit of snow on the ground and it was colder than a well diggers ass in Idaho (one of my dad's phrases). There was a mall next to the Hotel as well as a target. Now anyone who knows me knows I'm a whore for a target. I did some shopping and hung out with my fellow flight attendant Judy. Judy is a 60 year old lady that I absolutely love. She's a little on the crazy side and all kinds of sweet.

Day three I was in Newport News Virgina. I didn't have a lot of time there. The weather was nice and it's close to the ocean, so I'll be looking forward to spending more time there in the future.

Day four I went back to Atlanta only to find out I was extended for two more days. I stayed over in Chicago. Chicago was cold and the Hotel isn't really close to anything. We got in pretty late, but the good news is that the hotel is really nice. I had a big ole king size bed all to myself.

Day Five I stayed in Phili. I'm not impressed with this city. It was so very Ghetto where we were. We stayed like 30 minutes for the airport and it was still totally Ghetto. I'm talking about the kind of Ghetto you see in the movies. I went to eat at the TGI Fridays in the hotel parking lot. I was defiantly the minority in that atmosphere in more ways than one. It was actually not bad. I can get Ghetto with the best of them. I like to think I can fit in just about anywhere.

Last day of my trip I got back into Atl around 10:30. I was so very exhausted.

I spent Sunday doing laundry and trying to get the smell of airplane off of me. Sunday night I went out with Mike. We went to see "Confederate States of America", which I totally recommend. I'm so southern it hurts and he's a big old yankee, so we both got something different from the movie. Afterward we ordered in Chinese and watched the Oscars. Good date!! :).

More to come later

My weekend felt like it went on forever. That's probably because for the first time in several weeks I could just relax and not think about things I had to prepare for in the coming week.

Thursday night I went out with some people from my class to celebrate passing our test. I stayed out way to late and had way too many drinks. I was so very hung over on Friday. Friday felt like a really short day. We started off at the airport getting our security badges. The picture on mine has got to be the worst picture I have ever taken. I don't really care though because now I never have to go through airport security in Atlanta again!!!!!! Friday night I stayed in and went to bed early. Saturday I still felt like shit. I think I was still decompressing from the weeks of training. I stayed at Ronnie's house since he was in South Beach so I could have some alone time. It was so very great. Sunday was pretty productive. I had brunch with Scott then went home and did laundry and cleaned house and such. Sunday night I had one of the best dates I've had in...well as far back as I can remember. I don't want to say too much because I don't want to Jinx it. Maybe my dating luck is turning around. Yesterday I spent the day on the couch feeling like crap. Justin came over to eat dinner with me and we hung out for a couple of hours. After he left I pretty much went to bed.

Tomorrow I have my first flight. I'll be going to Fort Meyers Florida and back. Friday I'll be going to New York and back. Both of these are the final part of my training. After that I'm AirTran's bitch for a while.

Toodles

The weather is great. It's been sunny and warm all day. I passed my final exam today, so I'm virtually through with school. Tomorrow should be a breeze. We get to have a graduation ceremony. I'm picturing something like the ceremony you have when you get your GED. I can't wait to be a full blown air whore!!!!

I've never been too big of a Valentines Day fan. It's probably because I always seem to be single on that day. This year is no exception.

My mom did send me a VD package. It's contents were as follows.

Some travel bottles to put soap and shampoo and the like in for when I start flying.

Some little cups of soup that you add hot water to. We don't have a way to heat up meals on the planes, so these should come in handy.

a couple of pairs of boxer shorts. One says "I'm too sexy for the shorts" the others are snoopy.

A couple of pairs of dress socks.

The grand finale.... some KY warming massage oil. Nope that last one is not a mistake. My mom has got to be nuts!!! Now if only I were getting laid.

Thanks mommy for knowing your sweet little boy is really a big skanky whore.

Oh, tomorrow is my final. I have to make a 90 or higher. Wish me luck. I'll be all done on Friday!!!

My friend Ronnie and I have got to be totally cursed when it comes to cars. My car has been broken into 4 times in the past few years (three different cars). Ronnie has had his stereo stolen at least three times (usually on MLK day). our "Check Engine" lights seem to be in Sync. If mine is on his is off and vice versa. Both of our tag registrations got lost in the mail. He has his, but mine has yet to appear. We were getting ready to just create our own on Photo Shop and spray them with hair glitter to make them sparkle like the real ones. A couple of weeks ago I got pulled over for speeding (80 in a 55) and got a big old $210.00 ticket. So, last night after one of the funniest plays I've seen in a while I went to meet some girls from my class at Shout. I was only going to be there for a minute to meet them then we were off to East Andrew's (A straight bar in Buckhead). I didn't see the point in Valet parking for such a short time so I parked on the street behind the restaurant. About 15 minutes later when I came out my car, along with about 20 other cars on the street, was gone. Contents of my car were My Keys (yes I leave them in the car because I have a keypad on the door that unlocks the car), All my flight attendant school stuff including my ticket to Detroit tomorrow, my cell phone, and my cigarettes. Sucks huh?!?!?!?!? It took me half the damn day to get my piece of shit car out of hock. Fortunately it had been towed by the same company about a year ago so I had no trouble finding the impound lot. Maybe I have a curse.

Oh, we lost another girl out of our class. I didn't get to see her cry, but I imagined it in my head. She was late to class twice, so they kicked her out. I think we're gonna lose a couple more next week. After friday I'll be all done with school and I get to start flying. I'm so excited.