There are few things worse than traveling this week. I am so excited to get to spend time with MY DAD, THE DIVA, my cousins, aunts and uncles (minus AS, DP, NJ, and EJ-S (who will be sorely missed)). I am not looking forward to heading towards the airport and dealing with the other people who are traveling. I do not mind the screaming babies (if I were trapped on a plane for several hours with no room to move around I might cry, too). I do not appreciate the people who move slowly always in front of me, the people who still do not understand the rules about traveling with liquids, shoe removal, and what to do with electronics. Is it really that complicated?

Wish me luck. I am heading to the airport soon. And if you happen to be in my way, kindly move to the side. These long legs help me move fast!

Texans, here I come!