We are on our way up to Cell Phone Purgatory last Monday and
things are going fairly smoothly especially for buying our tickets and rental
car three hours before we took off.
Things are going so well that Jerry even got an emergency exit
seat, and it felt like our flight was only 30 minutes. Yay!
So, we are on our final approach to Sacramento (which has anyone
ever noticed is 20 minutes before the landing gear is extended, exaggerate
much? final approach should be as you are dive bombing onto the runway. duh!)
and all of a sudden I see a cities lights all come on. I look at Jerry
and say "OMG they must have been having rolling blackouts up here because
that city's lights all just came on in a neat little line. It was so
cool, too bad you missed it!" Then I get that look, yes the one
that says can I sass her or should I just gently tell her the mistake
she made. Then the head shake (for the record, I hate the head shake) and
then he says "Or it was just cloud cover that is no longer there because,
you know, the plane is moving.”
Then I experienced that moment when you know you had a brain fart,
but this was a brain fart of epic proportions.
How did I just confuse a cloud with a blackout? It’s probably because I am slowly losing my
ability to see in the dark, and this means I am probably not going to be able
to drive at night soon like the 80 year old I know I am turning into. I guess this means Jerry gets to do all the
driving at night when he returns from abandoning me for bigger better opportunities.
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