Yowza, and I am flying Chiquita Banana airlines

You know everyone says some of those Asian airlines are the cat's ass, I just never bought into it. I mean as much as I despise Delta the grey haired but young looking guys up front give me a bit of confidence that the plane will make it to the destination in one piece. I flew Chinese airlines domestically and felt that whatever will be, will be. But one thing that always gave me pause, these people cannot speak good, solid, understandable English. Makes you wonder if they are hesitant to take on the busy US air traffic control with their poor language skills. And losing face. Unlike the pilots on Chiquita airlines who do not seem to notice when they are losing face. Sometimes I wonder if the kids can spell airline. One Christmas day our flight was carrying a large group of stranded Pinnacle pilots and I heard one of the pilots tell a part time flight attendant that she made more money than he did. Does not give me confidence.

So anyway, tomorrow I take off for Knoxville for another work trip. This one should be fun. Big Daddy is dropping me off and picking me up at the airport mostly to save me time when I get in. Getting picked up at the curb versus taking the shuttle saves about a half an hour and we are arrive mid evening.

Punkin Head called and we have finalized the menu for the rehearsal dinner, biggest hurrah will be the shrimp and grits. Also a wild mushroom risotto so everyone should have something to eat. We are only serving 2 white wines and beer. PH says a nice Pinot Gris  and also a Sauvignon Blanc should cover it. Then a coffee and brandy, along with the chocolates in the bar for the old folks after. It should be fine. Oh, and I made an appointment with the hairdresser for uglier than shit hair I now sport, let us hope she is talented.

This is going to be a fast month, I leave Monday, The Fiancee leaves Monday, when we get back Punkin Head flies to Portland, Oregon for a job interview, the next up is the wedding. I need shoes.

Movin On

Still unemployed, some shit about they found their own candidate. Well since they did not advertise the job it sounds sketchy and on the other hand if I knew I was going up against people that did not require the fees from the recruiting company I doubt I would have bothered. Enough on that subject.

I am now spending my time on the upcoming nuptials. Punkin Head is working on an officiant and he is happy to know that Jews for Jesus is not an offensive term as that is how he described his non-Jewish grandmother. Don't ask. They have finished with the save the date things and are moving forward on the groom and his men's attire. I know this is going to be fraught with many emotional ups and downs along the way and I am grateful Lent is over in 9 days so that soon I can have a glass of wine and shake my head.

My job is the rehearsal dinner and that Big Daddy and I show up in acceptable clothing. So far my clothing has been rejected. It is difficult to find a cocktail type dress that is not dowdy nor a show stopper, so to speak.  Mama tends to sparkly and lush and as this is the bride's day I am looking for classic and conservative-also something that hides the fat.

I am awaiting email from one possibility for the dinner, the balcony overlooks a creek, and then we must find out if the mother of the bride is willing to take her son in law and go eat and drink some wine at the place. She does not drink and I am not serving rotgut. The beers are all craft beers from the area so they will change for summer. The other place we checked charged 75 cents for each napkin used and the total cost for everything except food and drink was already over the budget.

We also need to get a reservation in Niagara Falls as we are driving and that is the half way point. We have never been so why not. I want a room overlooking the falls and BD thinks he can get one with his hotel points. What a deal.