...you can't make friends with salad...
I'm going to Pittsburgh for New Years Eve. It's happening. I got a text from leopardchic79 when she was at The Melting Pot last weekend (Friday night to be exact). She made a reference to the fact that I should come down for NYE. I was half asleep so I was like "lemme see".
My mother has been at me to go down to Pittsburgh for ages. Telling me to just go already. The last trip I was supposed to make down was Labour day 09. And well we all know how that went down. Like a ton of bricks because of one missed step. Literally. I haven't been down since and leopardchic79 has been up twice since then. She's always been better at visiting than I've ever been.
I suck like that.
Well, I thought about it and thought about it and figured 'why the hell not'. So I went onto Broseph and checked the apps I have dl'ed for flights. Not as bad as they've been, but not ideal either. Eff it. I figured I was going anyways. On Monday I was at work and so NOT doing what I'm supposed to be doing and I was on Expedia. Now, if you know me you know my issue with buying things online. ESPECIALLY plane tickets.
I'm a techno-phobe.
But the dude I work with talked me through it. I found tickets cheaper than I'd found anywhere, and like.. hundreds cheaper than they'd been.
I bought them.
I'M GOING TO PITTSBURGH!!!
We're going to go to Eat N Park, I'm going to try and con a trip to Chick A Fliet home from the Airport. I'm even having a layover in Detroit. Granted, it was Detroit, JFK, LGA or KENTUCKY??? (wtf?) But the cheapest (and actually most ideal flights) were through Detroit so I'ma go on through there. I figure the layover won't be too bad because I'll have my knitting (I just have to find out from Delta what the protocol with knitting needles are because I will NOT be stopped at security as a threat with my freaking knitting needles.
And then I have to find out what's going to happen with my brace. I don't want to have to NOT wear it, because knowing me I'll slip and kill myself/pull something, but I'm not going to want to have a pat down at Pearson. That should be interesting.
But I'll be ringing in the new year in Pittsburgh with my BFF. The way it should be!!
I.
Can't.
Wait.
The end.