Drifting

Some days I simply want to drift away...

Taking off!

The day has finally arrived! I am off to Hawaii! Yeah!

Today I am going to get on an aeroplane and spend most time in the plane or at airports. Hawaii is really in the middle of nowhere. I am flying from Austin to LA and then to Maui. It will be 7:20 pm by the time I get there. If all goes well. By the time we get a car and check into hotel, it will be late late! But who cares?

Yesterday I had a conversation with my hubby that went like this:

Me: Is there enough layover time in LA for me to change clothes?

Hubby: Why do you need to change clothes in LA?

ME: I want a wardrobe change in LA. 

Hubby: Why?

Me: Why? Because we are flying into LA first. I have to wear slightly formal clothes on that flight. But the flight from LA to Maui? I want to wear beach clothes!

Hubby: Why?

Me: I am not going to arrive in Maui wearing formal clothes. I want to arrive in Maui with style. Sun dress!!!

Hubby: Umm..

Me: Beyonce does it all the time. I think. And like Beyonce I will have a wardrobe change whenever I want to. After all, it is my vacation!

Hubby: OK. But I am not changing.

Me: That's fine. I just want to be Beyonce for a day.

So there you have it. I am going to Hawaii and be Beyonce for a day.

What are your plans this weekend?