My bucket list is made up of a 101 tasks I have to complete in 1,001. The tasks include silly things, meaningful ones too, and things (if you know me) I have never been able to complete. Follow me as I actually finish something I have started, find real strength in my word and integrity in completing something I said I would do and maybe some of your own motivation to start tackling your own bucketlist.The 1,001 days ends October 15, 2012…

Monday, February 1, 2010

The Weekend in New Mexico

So for those of you who check my blog frequently, I am sorry I missed a couple days. I had good reason though...I was in the desert visiting my aunt and grandmother. Now I don’t want to take too much away from my “#18 Visit both of my grandmothers” post that I will be adding after this one but is was quite a fun trip.

My brother Jake came with me to New Mexico and I couldn’t have made it without him. First let’s start with the flight there. We finally get to our seats and find we are in the very, very, last row and Jake’s beautiful window view is the side of one of the engines. You could not see anything else. Jake had a window seat, I was stuck in the middle and there was a gentleman in the aisle seat. So we get ready for takeoff, all is good and we notice the guy in the aisle seat is prepping his barf bag!!! OMG if that guy threw up it would have turned into that episode of Family Guy where we all would have started throwing up. I cannot watch people vomit without it bringing up my own gag reflex.



We had a layover in Dallas and Jake and I just needed to get off the plane. But what is with people sitting in their seats for 20 minutes while they should be gathering all of their belongings to get out the door. People do you want to hang out in this plane longer?!? This one man stood up when it was his rows’ turn to leave and put on his Mr. Rogers sweater, then his blazer, then his hat, then grabbed his bag, ALL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE AISLE!! Everyone had to wait for him. Jake and I were making comments back and forth about this in the very back and a couple of the older passengers around us didn’t seem to appreciate our humor or lack of patience. They were giving us dirty looks.

In Dallas I enjoyed two fabulous Texas margaritas while Jake smoked. I really thought I would be able to get a to go cup for the plane but no go, so I had to chug the second one. Let’s just say I was feeling pretty good once we were on the flight to El Paso.

Upon arrival we picked some cute hats out...

Saturday night, Jake and I played dominos with the gals until about 10pm and then Jake headed out to meet a friend of ours from NH that happened to move to the area. Jill picked him up and they hung at IHOP for a little while and then went to a house party. Jake got home around 3am and was still a little tipsy when we got up in the morning…sorry Jake if I just gave your secret away.

Jake realized his favorite hat was missing and it turns out he left it at the random house, of the random girl who’s party it was, who he randomly may have hooked up with. Gram, Aunt Dee, Jake and I all went to pick it up after breakfast. We pulled right in the driveway while Jake ran in and I grabbed a picture of his walk of shame. Embarrassing huh? The girl says to Jake “can I have a hug” and he gives her a handshake!! LMAO!

Jake's walk of shame!

On the way back home we were fortunate to not have any full flights. We got to sprawl out and relax. Gram and Aunt Dee had made us some sandwiches for the trip. On the flight from Dallas to Newark there was a male flight attendant who “doesn’t go to that church” feeding Jake Captain and Cokes. I need to get myself a fake Military ID to get free drinks too!! As we were getting off the plane the flight attendant told us he thought we were a couple. As Claire from Clueless would say “as if”. Besides the fact that we five years apart!!! I thought gay guys were supposed to be better at that kind of stuff.

Once we got home it was about midnight. Jake still had to drive back to NH in case he had to work the next day. His car wouldn’t start because the dome light was on all weekend. He didn’t leave until 3am. I have no idea how that kid was able to drive four hours back home after traveling most of the day! Jake, you got to take that light bulb out!

Jake thanks for coming with me this weekend. I am glad we got to spend the time together before you leave!

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