Yup, I'm a Milliron!

So, yesterday after dad, Cassie & Jeremy left I drove down to beautiful SeaTac and flew to Denver to visit my friend Kelly and watch her run an event that my boss wants me to start doing. The event went well, after the event we watched Blackhawks fly through (between buildings, THROUGH) downtown Denver and practice for the DNC in August. It was great!

Then today did some other stuff...blah, blah, blah. The story begins HERE...

I was able to board my flight as an MVP, because Jeremiah and I fly so much that our combined miles make us MVP, it's really just a cocky status thing that we LOVE. We get to board early, and watch the common folks board, it's great. So, I board my flight on time, and the flight attendant says hello, and we start chatting. I have just a little over night bag, no rolling suitcase thing, like the woman in front of me. And I am talking and walking (my first mistake) and I don't realize that the woman in front of me STOPPED, and I full on (yes, I AM laughing while writing this story) TRIP on her suitcase and drop my bag and face plant into her bag! It was pretty incredible! She felt awful, you could tell the flight attendant was thinking"lawsuit!"because she kept asking if I was OK, really? To which I responded "nothing a gin & tonic can't fix!" and two gin & tonics later, I was fine. AND, I taught the really cute little boy behind me how to fist bump AND explode, AND fall out. AND, then, I made him practice with the nice old white guy next to me who did pretty well for a white guy!

All in all, a great flight, sans the flat on my face boarding process. I don't recommend it, but it works for some. AND, I spilled my drink on myself, yup, that's me. AND, another flight attendant saw what I was reading and stopped to talk about it, she even came back to ask me if I'd read one of the stories yet, it was great! But I still had to pay for my damn drinks...

Oh yeah, after the event, the publisher asked what I thought of it. Without thinking I said "It kicked ass, Kelly throws a great event!" For which I was quickly reprimanded by Kelly, that Scott doesn't really like the word ASS. Too bad, that guy is missing out...or maybe my publisher is just use to me.