the big easy

i'm leaving for new orleans in an hour; a friend of jeff's is getting married there tomorrow.

this is the first time in quite a while that i've flown without one or two children in tow. i only have one carry on bag (jeff brought the big suitcase when he left yesterday) and i'm not quite sure what to do with myself. i'm used to flying with umpteen little snack packs of goldfish crackers and cheerios. i'm usually weighed down by multiple sippy cups and new toys from the dollar store that i've hidden and will take out on the flight - look at this! a new crappy dollar store toy! - to keep the kids occupied.

but today it's all me. i'm wearing fun platform shoes because i don't have to worry about running through an airport with a child on my hip and dragging a stroller behind me.

i've got a few magazines that i'm going to be able to read all the way through without interruptions. heck, i may get really brave and buy an actual book at the airport. i've got a two hour layover in atlanta with no one asking me what that is and where that hallway goes and why do the planes come to the airport and can we go to mcdonalds.

sigh.

bliss.