The last thing the male flight attendant said to us before the plane finished taxiing to the gate in FRANCE (woot! i’m home!): “Please do us one favor by talking as loud as possible on your cell phones about things the rest of us don’t care about.” I chose not to call Dawg from the plane. :smiles:
Something I have learned: I am incapable of having an intelligent verbal conversation after being basically mute for the last 8 days.
Something else I have learned: I am never leaving the kitties again. Never, ever, never. Until next weekend when Dawg and I (and half the blogosphere) go to TequilaCon. Poor kitties. :blush:
I guilt tripped the instructor: After asking for clarification about the laws of reporting child pornography found on computers I never asked another question in class. Yesterday during our “capture the flag” exercise the instructor came up to me and said, “you’ve been really quiet this week, how’s everything going?” ::blink blink:: Sometimes I think I’m Truman from The Truman Show. This was one of those moments. It’s not that I am egotistical, it just takes me by surprise when other people even bother to remember me.
Speaking of remembering, I was remembered at RagLan Road: I went into the gift shop at RR to look around for RR shot glasses (they don’t have any! what kind of redonkulousness is that?!). I went to the counter to pay for the one item I did want to buy and the guy behind the counter said he remembered me from my last visit. Why am I so memorable if I am not Truman? What the hell? There are, like, one billion-ish people walking through that gift shop in a 6-month period of time and yet he remembers me?
There are always presents for me when I return: One cat food throw-up and one furball throw-up. I’m sure if I look a little harder I’ll find a present from the third girl. So nice of them since I never bring them home anything! (I alllllllmost bought them cute Disney cat food dishes but I decided against it since they’re plastic and the vet recommends not giving plastic to Allie who has kitty acne.)
Celebration will occur: TODAY IS ALLIE’S BIRTHDAY! Thank you to Catster for reminding me. I’ve remembered about 20 times in the last two months but the day kinda crept up on me. I need to go to the store and buy party supplies. Party kitty in the house! (yes, Dawg and I will take photos.)
Wait. Was there not a PACKAGE waiting for you???
The package came through the magical door but I haven’t opened said package yet. I was exhausted when I got home. I’ll be opening it when Dawg is here. :smiles:
HAPPY BIRFDAY TO SWEET BABY GIRL ALLIE!!! :love: Please give her extra cuddles from me and thank you for mentioning that you’ll be taking pictures so that I don’t have to nag you. :grins:
I will give her extra cuddles if she lets me cuddle her today. Last night she was still mad. :smiles:
So you’ve had long and hopefully enlightening training. Now you have to write a contribution paper to get your cert, right?
Or was this a cert for attendance?
I only have to write a paper if I go for the gold cert. I just do the silver cert, which means I take a big, long multiple choice exam (it used to be two exams, but they’ve been consolidated since all SANS exams are proctored now).
I do have a cert for 36 credits that says I attended the conference, but I’ll be taking the exam for GCIH as soon as possible.
Happy birthday Allie!
I love it when flight attendants have a sense of humor. Especially when it’s at annoying passengers’ expense.
I am late for the birthday wishes.

Anyway, you CAN give her food in a plastic bowl, but you’d have to wash the thing every night after she eats. (I worked for a vet for years. He said we should wash the animals’ dishes as often as we do our own. Not gonna happen in my house, anyway!)