Sunday, January 2, 2011

As Birthdays Go...

This one has been rather boring.  Unable to get out of work, (a sacrifice for an airline pilot born the day after New Years) I've been holed up in an Atlanta hotel all day to rest for the most godawful flying there is.  Who in their right mind is so desperate to get to Fort Myers, Florida they will have purchased tickets on a flight departing Chicago after midnight?

I did manage to finish a draft on a short story, and eat way too much at a Brazilian steakhouse.  Now, sadly, I must fly.

Alas, the flight attendants brought me cake.  All is right with the world. 

5 comments:

Jeanne said...

Happy Birthday young man. Not a terrific way to spend the day of your birth, but on the other hand, you will find that as you get older, that happens.
I can tell you that I would not be one of those desperate travelers. Is that considered a red-eye?

Happy Birthday M.C.

MC Howe said...

Thanks Jeanne. While I certainly consider it a redeye, I believe there is a textbook definition accounting for flights that leave between 1 and 3 am or some other such nonsense. Regardless, I only hope to make it with at least one eye open.

My Sharp Tongue said...

Happy Birthday! My husband celebrated his birthday, too, and he hates that date. It's like all the parties have ended, and everybody's going back to work and are fed up with eating and celebrating. And you HAD to work. Poor you. I hope you'll get a "refund birthday" another day.

My Sharp Tongue said...

Happy Birthday! My husband celebrated his birthday, too, and he hates that date. It's like all the parties have ended, and everybody's going back to work and are fed up with eating and celebrating. And you HAD to work. Poor you. I hope you'll get a "refund birthday" another day.

Kathi Oram Peterson said...

Happy Birthday!

May bluer skies be on your horizon!