I made it back from Iowa in one piece. Although Eppley security in Omaha gave me the terrorist treatment before boarding this morning. Doesn't it just figure when my underwires didn't set off the alarm in Detroit when I left?

Obviously it was my turn in the Russian roullette of searching for terrorists and bombs. I had everything searched, in, out, over and perused. It took long enough they had to hold the plane for me...and to make matters worse, gave my seat away. Since I have blue eyes and hair on the red side I don't look Arabic...so I'm going with French? That's got to be it. Well I guess it could of been the thumbs up sign I gave the security guard when I made it through the metal detector without my underwires going off again. Geez, I was just excited and playing. I didn't say anything like "damn, I fooled you!" Funny how I used to think people in the midwest were a little more friendly.

I've gotten Iowa out of my system for awhile. Sort of like turkey after Thanksgiving. Iowa, fudge and sugar cookies are on the "tired of that" list for awhile. Ohh...and Northwest Airlines.

Now I have big plans to CHILL til 7am Monday morning when work mode kicks in again. I got everything I wanted on my Christmas list...well except sex, but what the hell, I have to have a New Years resolution. Anyway...life is good.