Even though I’m still really tired (I’m having trouble believing there will come a day when I don’t feel wish I were Rip Van Winkle) I’d be remiss if I didn’t tell you about my quick trip to NYC.
I won’t bore you with the details of my anxiety due to “not packing until five minutes before I had to leave” or my trials and tribulations of “staying up with the babies the night before” instead I will jump to the part where I sat down on the plane in Economy and immediatey ordered a celebratory Mimosa to mark my first time alone in… ever. I was informed that champagne is “for first class passengers only” so I had to settle for a Heineken light. Then I finished the last forty or so pages of the book I was reading Easy by Emma Gold (sort of like a raunchier funnier Bridget Jones) and then bored my seatmate with stories about my crying twins for the rest of the trip. Yeah, I’ve become that person – the one you may not want to sit next to on a plane – even without the baby.
I arrived at my hotel and was checked in by a guy with a sexy Scottish accent who sounded exactly like my favorite actor John Hannah – sure some may love their John Travolta or Tom Cruise – I’m in love with “the guy from Four Weddings and a Funeral who read the poem and the one in Sliding Doors that Gwyneth Paltrow ends up with.” That was probably the highlight of the evening because I was tired…have I mentioned in the last paragraph or so my TIREDNESS?
Next morning I went to the Today Show, and then straight afterward, headed to my publishing company to harrass everyone and check my email. Many of my friends (ones I know in person and virtual – so hi if that was you) had emailed me to say congratulations and that they thought I did a good job which was so nice…but one email kind of stood out from the rest – the one that said just this: “You sound like a judgemental bitch. I feel sorry for your three daughters and I hope you’re saving up for therapy.” At least they got right to the point. Yes, some people like to hate for no apparent reason. I can’t really imagine having that strong a reaction to my interview but…bless their little heart! Judging people is something I do very well – kind of a natural talent and it’s nice to get noticed for something that comes so easy!
After a quick meal, I ran across the street and dished about the website Miss Bimbo with Neil Cavuto on Fox News. It was so fun I almost became a Republican!
And then it was back to my Economy seat for the long flight home. Knowing ahead of time that “Champagne is for closers” I waited until I scoped out the coolest seeming flight attendant and asked them to sneak me a Mimosa. Which they did! Thank you! And then for the first time ever, I slept on an airplane.