So as I lay in bed this rainy morning it dawned on me that 99.9% of my posts to you lately have been centered around how much I miss you, love you, think about you, etc... And though those things may not only be true and quite relevant (since they seem to be quite common thoughts of mine), in the words of one of my morning Cathay managers: "ain't nobody got time for that!"
If I keep writing about the same old, blah blah blah stuff you're probably going to stop reading these(if you haven't yet already!).
So here's a return to the old, original reason for this blog. Here's a little bit of me and my days...
So I'm still trying to cut my own hair. I mean, I am cutting my own hair, just sometimes it looks a little funny for a few days. As it turns out, I am still super hairy.
...but with Neal's wedding only a month away, I think it's time to have a professional do it as my skills may not cut it (pun intended!).
I also recently rediscovered my love for corn on the cob. It is sooooooooooooooo, so, so, SO good!
Last Monday I started my new job with Air France, submitting my two week notice to BA on Thursday. It's really scary to start all over again, to go back into the unknown so-to-speak. I love BA, and I loved my job with BA. I love the people, the atmosphere, the passengers, everything. I woke up each and every morning - even if it was at 230am - smiling like a little kid, excited always to go to work. And every day that I left terminal 7 I left smiling. That's what makes leaving so hard. I wish that I didn't like my job. I wish that I disliked BA. It would have made leaving so much easier. But that's not the case, and so it is with a heavy heart that I once again leave something I love for what my gut tells me is the right decision.
With Air France I have the opportunity to speak French, to move up, and to get my foot into Paris. And so it is with AF that I now place my hopes and dreams.
I think it's good... It has inspired me artistically...
...and yes... those are real leaves!
The other morning I was riding the bus to work when I looked up from my book and saw this...
Since the bus I take to work (or the one I am SUPPOSED to take) is usually (always) filled with other people going to work, seeing an empty bus was a pretty strong indicator that I had gotten on the wrong bus!
But all was good. Since I leave for work an hour before I really have to (for instances just like this!) I still got there 40 minutes before my shift began.
That night at the boarding gate I tried to quickly and discretely pick a booger out of my nose. We had achieved AOB (All On Board) and so there wasn't anyone around except for my co-workers. I went in hard and fast. A little too hard and too fast. I think I scratched my brain, because immediately my nose started gushing blood. I ran to the bathroom, and took this picture =)
That's what's good. I hope that life is treating you well, Bonita. You're always in my thoughts and prayers
I even seem to see you when you aren't really there...
Bonita Applebum, you got it going on!
I love you Bella
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