Grandma came to the babysitting rescue again and came over to our house Saturday morning so we could catch our 1pm flight. We remembered our drink tickets this time so we started out with a rum and Coke Zero for me and a beer for Taki. The flight attendant was nice enough to treat us to our second round shortly thereafter - sweet! We end up landing in LA a few minutes early and have to wait - in our seats with our seatbelts fastened - for our gate to open up. No big deal, right? Ha. Did you remember I was with Taki? He tells me he "really has to pee" to which I say "are you freaking kidding me? Can't you hold it??"...I'll interrupt this story to give you some background so you can more accurately appreciate the situation. He peed right before we got on the plane. We got on the plane at 1:00. He has peed once on the plane. It is now 2:00. REALLY?
The story ends with the flight attendants calling up to the cockpit so they could get permission for my husband to get up and pee. Nice.
Okay, back to our fun weekend. Jeff and Sarah (who drove down) graciously picked us up at the airport and we headed to the bar and met up with our friends. So fun!
Jenn, Me, Sarah and Kelli at the bar
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