Monterey, California
After the scare with Dad last Saturday night, I was hoping nothing would happen while I was gone. The car service came to get me on Monday morning at 5:45 am to take me to Boston airport. I was flying Delta. Got on the plane and luckily had the middle seat empty - yay! But we didn't leave the gate. A tire was flat. Then they had to replaced it. So we left late. Not good. Got to see The Devil Wears Prada on the plane and it was better than I expected. Meryl Streep was deliciously evil. So, we made it to LAX late and by the time I took the bus shuttle to the American Eagle terminal to get my connecting flight, they had just given my seat away. So I had four hours to kill. I got back on the bus to the main terminal and hit the only gift shop, LA Gear. If you've seen Pretty Woman, you'll understand when I say the salespeople there were just filled with themselves and judging everyone who walked in. One guy was beyond gay (and I am not being mean saying that). He actually "...