Airport Adventures

Airplane boarding is a caste system. I’m not just talking first class vs. economy seating. There’s priority boarding, too. If you’re one of those people who gets called to board first, you should be embarrassed: This means you’re either too rich (or you prioritize your spending in ways I don’t) or you’re a workaholic because you have too many frequent flyer miles - and probably too many emails. (I should disclose here that I hope to one day have those frequent flyer miles.)

Also, what is this nonsense where we have to stand in two separate lines? First class already boarded, but I still have to stand on a different square of carpet than them?

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Thanksgiving's Topic of Conversation: Orchid Boarding

The stereotypical thing to be judged about around the holidays by your family is if/why you're still single. That didn't come up once this holiday for me. Instead, the question I got harassed about most was my orchid's current whereabouts. My grandfather bought me a beautiful blue orchid for my birthday this past July (see below) and it has been my challenge to keep it alive.

I wish I was kidding when I say I had this flower on a strict regiment. Three ice cubes twice a week (Mondays and Thursdays). My phone alarm was set to ensure I maintained said schedule. I would rotate it every so often too, just to be sure it wasn't getting too hot on any sides.

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