wow. what a week! can’t believe we’ve been able to cram so much adventure into just one week. so starting last with last saturday, my family came to town. we went to disneyland, california adventure, santa barbara, a monarch butterfly reserve, and spent fun times together. then on thursday night, we left dallin here with my family and flew out to mexico city for a weekend with jeff’s parents and siblings. on friday, we almost got left at the airport and our 15-passenger van dropped the transmission on the freeway. luckily we were rescued and the rest of the weekend was amazing. we spent it in a beautiful little colonial mexican town, ate incredibly yummy mexican food without getting the hershey squirts (surprise surprise), and had more great times together.
got home late last night but not without one more adventure. so get a load of this…
after getting off the plane, getting bused to the terminal, making it through customs and immigration, waiting fo-ev-eh for our luggage, we finally made it out to the curbside to catch our shuttle to parking.
by this time, ella had HAD ENOUGH! it was cold outside. she was exhausted and ready to get the heck home. we waited for the shuttle. and waited. and watched. and waited. 20 minutes pass. we’ve seen people come and go and still we wait. ella is crying and i’m starting to get a little miffed. jeff says "cher, just relax. don’t stress." i turn to him and say in my end-of-the-travel-rope voice, "don’t tell me what to do."
hah. as if we didn’t need any more palpable tension. then he says, "all right then. you have my permission. go ballistic."
so i did…
we finally see the shuttle pull up. by this time many people have gathered waiting for the same shuttle as we were. they all start rushing toward it. jeff gets there first and loads our big luggage. then he gets off to help me as i’m carrying ella, pushing the stroller, and pulling another suitcase behind me. in the mad rush to get to the shuttle, people swarm in front of us and jump on. then the driver steps up and says to those of us still outside, "i’m sorry, we’re too full. you’ll have to wait."
cue the beast unleashed… if you know me, i’m generally soft-spoken, accomodating, a please-don’t-draw-attention-to-me kind of person. tonight, i was not. with anger and adrenaline pumping full force, i began to yell from behind the group. NO! I’M NOT WAITING. IT IS COLD OUT HERE AND I HAVE A BABY. WE HAVE WAITED HERE FOR 20 MINUTES LONGER THAN ANY OF THESE PEOPLE.
jeff is still standing behind me quietly. the driver proceeds to say, "i’m sorry maam. there aren’t enough seats. you may get hurt."
i yell again. I DON’T CARE. I WILL NOT WAIT. I HAVE A BABY. meanwhile everyone on the bus and street is staring. i march around the people who had swarmed in front of me and stepped up onto the bus. jeff follows behind without saying a word. kinda like the ferris bueller bus scene, everyone is silently looking at me like i’m the principal covered with garbage. luckily, some girl (who may or may not have had warm gummy bears in her pocket) moved over so we could sit down.
i guess when jeff told me to go ballistic, he didn’t know what i had in mind. then again, neither did i.
