As I ponder punching things

My dog is sitting next to me looking out the window. She likes to bark at motorcycles and big trucks. We live down the street from a limestone quarry so she barks about every three minutes when a truck full of rocks rolls by. How can dogs not get tired of hearing themselves bark? Don’t they ever feel like, “this barking is really hurting my ears. I should stop for a while.” No, it seeems. I feel like punching her in the face.

Not really. That would be sad. She’s a very sweet dog. Plus she has a little face so I’d probably miss. Punching something in the face is my way of saying I don’t like something. But it’s very aggressive. And angry. Which is kind of how I’m feeling right now.

I just confirmed our tickets to go to Utah (the kids and I. Mister will be staying home minding the fortress with his giant shotgun.) They have us seated all over the plane. I should call Delta and straighten things out (sidenote: I hate Delta but they have the only nonstop from Austin to Salt Lake, so I am at their mercy. I especially hate their $25 baggage fee. But I hate changing planes even more. So Delta it is.) But part of me wants to sit Jasper down next to a total stranger and had him Jasper’s snacks and toy cars. “If you don’t like it, complain to Delta!” I’ll say as I turn and skip back to my seat.

That would be excellent. And hilarious.

But I still feel like punching something. I hate to say it, but it might be . . . hormonal. I pity the fool who crosses me when I’m like this. Sorry TSA people! Apologizing in advance!

I won’t be taking my computer with me. So I will be blogging very little. I hope you enjoy a little break from me. I’ll see you at the end of the month!

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7 thoughts on “As I ponder punching things

  1. Have a safe trip! And I TOTALLY think you should sit Jasper down next to a stranger. I am pretty sure that would get you on the Today show! ;D

  2. I once gave a lady a piece of my mind when she wouldn't switch seats with one of my young children (I was flying with four kids–6, 4, 2, and 4m). I asked her nicely and when she wouldn't do it I said, "Well, then will you please take him to the bathroom when he needs to go?" I guess she didn't want to do that, so she traded seats. Don't mess around with a mother!!

  3. I can't believe you're not bringing your computer! Well, good thing we have three. But don't think you can bogart mine the whole time. You'll have to use the kids' one with the screen that falls backward. (Sorry, I know you just fixed that on yours!)

  4. When we flew in February they did that to us (the seating). They wouldn't change it at the first airport and our plane landed late for the connection and we arrived at the gate after the plane was loaded. They took one look at us getting on the plane with all 6 kids and started asking people to move around.

    This last time we flew Delta for the no connections, too. We do all our baggage as carry on to avoid the checked baggage fee, although this time we had to pay it to get golf clubs to Utah.

  5. You're a pro at handling kids at the airport…it's definitely one of your talents. I remember one time you came to Oregon and you managed to get all your kids and a few flats of berries on the plane. Plus your kids are super well-behaved 🙂 Still…good luck!

  6. Jennie, now that I have nothing but time on my hands, waiting in this hotel room until we move into our apartment, I am wishing you were blogging. Come back soon!

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