|Me and my fab agent, Michelle Grajkowski at the Harlequin party!!|
This wouldn't be any big deal save for the fact that Hubby and I have been planning an amazing trip to Belize since January. We were to leave in two weeks. Belize isn't an easy destination. From Tulsa, takes two days to get there, and pretty much anything you do in the country requires a tiny plane or boat. We were excited to explore caves, ruins and reefs. Scuba and zip line. Considering the fact that lately I need a rest stop every five feet, no Belize for us. I canceled our international and domestic flights, our romantic luxury hotel and then pouted. And pouted. And pouted.
Because of other issues too ghastly to even discuss, it's been a seriously crap few days. In the midst of our general Altom Crapstorm, my sweet, amazing, handsome hubby took me on a mini-vacation that lifted my spirits.
|I was surprised by how small the plane was.|
|Me at the controls!!|
Our tour literally lasted only ten minutes. Me and my overactive imagination had conjured images of this massive luxury liner complete with a walk-up bar, lounge and huge comfy seats. I couldn't have been more wrong! The seats were so narrow, no one on the plane with us even fit in them except for a few little kids!! Your butt would have to be ridiculously skinny for you to be comfortable!!! LOL!! The plane held 21 apparently emaciated passengers, two pilots and a lucky stewardess.
|Check out those narrow seats!!! But plenty of leg room . . .|
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