Flying the Friendly Skies

Posted By on March 5, 2009

Hey! I’m in Arizona! Did you know I was going to Arizona? Because I don’t think I’ve mentioned the fact that I was going to Arizona on vacation. Nope, didn’t mention it. Not once.

I arrived safely last night and was giddy at the fact that I was not wearing a jacket when I was standing outside. It was simply magical. I just wanted to run naked through the curbside pickup area of Phoenix Sky Harbor airport. It was that warm! But let’s be real, no one needs to see that.

My flight was uneventful. As soon as I walked on to the plane, I was half expecting to see Frank Lupitis and was freaked out there was going to be a bright white light and I was going to end up on The Island. But I didn’t see Hurley on my flight and also, I need to stop watching Lost before I fly.

While I was in my seat, waiting for everyone to board, I saw a bunch of boys get on. They were maybe 21. They were all very cute. I tried Twittering, to tell all of you and to ask the cougar equation, but Twitter failed me in my time of need. I’m pretty sure at 31, hitting on a 21 year old would qualify me as a Cougar. And I was OK with that. Too bad they all went to the back of the plane.

I did sit next to a very cute boy, who was about 21. He didn’t talk much. He read his copy of Men’s Health and listened to his iPod. But then as we were getting close to landing, he got all antsy and chatty. Out of the blue he says “there’s a cold beer waiting for me down there when we land.”

I chuckled. and pinched his cheek and just told him how adorable he was. I figured since he was chatty, I should ask him something. So I asked him if he was visiting friends or if he went to school in Arizona. He said “I’m visiting with some friends.” Pause. “I go to school too.”

So I told him, that’s nice, and mentioned I was just wondering if he was a Sun Devil. And he said “oh no. I’m Irish. I don’t tan. I can’t go to school here.”

*blink, blink*

Now, this May will mark 10 years since I graduated from ASU, so I may not be exactly sure of the qualifications it takes to enroll in school there, but I’m pretty sure that there isn’t a tanning test to get in. In fact, they prefer people who don’t like to tan because that means you’ll actually go to class and not spend all day out by the pool.

At this point, the back of the plane started to get a bit rowdy. I saw the flight attendant bring tons of alcohol back there to that group of kids during the flight, so I was sure that was where the noise was coming from. My seat neighbor says “those are my friends. They had a little too much to drink before the flight.” And all I kept thinking was “Oh, I remember those days.” But I didn’t say it because this little boy was just so cute. You could just put him in your pocket and take him home and teach him so many things. And then I realized I was old and I’m so going to end up as a Cougar in just a few years.

That was my thought until we got to baggage claim. And that loud, rowdy group just wouldn’t shut up. I had to move away. And then I decided to get my bag and scoot my walker over to the door and wait for my friend to pick me up, like a good old lady should do.

I have an action-packed, sportstacular weekend planned. We are going to the ASU baseball game tonight, spring training game tomorrow afternoon, ASU basketball game Saturday afternoon and maybe, just maybe, try to squeeze in one more spring training game on Sunday before I leave. I plan to have more beers than I can remember or count and maybe get a little sun. I also plan to wear my flip flops up until the minute I board the plane back to wintry Chicago (which, OF COURSE, isn’t wintry at all this weekend). And I plan to spend time with some of my best friends and laugh so much my stomach hurts!

Drink up bitches!

About the author

Kristabella, who also answers to “Hey! Drunk Girl!”, is a reformed band geek with an amazing ability to drink most people under the table. You can read her inane ramblings here, where she talks about her exciting life as a spinster with two cats and a fascination for Bacon.


25 Responses to “Flying the Friendly Skies”

  1. Brooke says:

    “we” as in you and the drunk boys? ; )

    Brookes last blog post..things that make me happy

  2. jodiur says:

    You mentioned it on twitter. I knew.

    jodiurs last blog post..And How Was Your Night Last Night?

  3. Teri says:

    You SO aren’t a cougar! You have to be in the 40+ set to qualify. And don’t you think that for one minute that I don’t serve drinks to kids like that, especially when I DO qualify to be a cougar! Have a great time while you are in Arizona!

  4. TUWABVB says:

    Have an awesome time – AZ is definitely one of my “happy” places.

    TUWABVBs last blog post..Man’s Best Entertainment

  5. Melissa says:

    Enjoy!!! Have one for me, too!! Young boy, I mean! 🙂

    Melissas last blog post..If A Picture Is Worth A 1000 Words, That Means I Don’t Have To Write Much, Right?

  6. JRM says:

    Yippee, Happy Vacation!

  7. Seattle Amber says:

    Go to Dilly’s for me!

  8. Giggle Pixie says:

    Sounds like you’re off to a fantastic start. Have a wonderful vacation!

    Giggle Pixies last blog post..Chocolate and Doritos, Anyone?

  9. Stacey says:

    Okay, so I’m 30 and I too think that 21 qualifies as “a little boy”. Sometimes, I think Twitter hates me too. I TOTALLY scoot away from the rowdy drunks now (even when they’re MY friends and/or family). I’m going to Phoenix for spring training NEXT week with my husband and his fam (they’re Indians fans, prob not your fav team). And my cousin went to ASU (might be grasping on that one?). Point being, were we, like BFF’s in a past life?!? Happy Vacay!

  10. Fairy Godmother says:

    I am so jealous! There is nothing like the feeling of walking out of the terminal at Sky Harbor and feel that sun and the warm air hit you! Oh I wish I was there! Have a wonderful time!!!!!!

  11. Moose says:

    Say hello to the sun for me. And then tell it to get its sorry ass back to San Francisco.

    Happy vacationing!

    Mooses last blog post..This Is What Happens When I Tell Myself I’m Going To Write Everyday: A Treatise on Girl Scout Cookies

  12. Angella says:

    Enjoy, enjoy, ENJOY. And then send some sun my way if you can.

    Angellas last blog post..Mad At Dad?

  13. Ahhhh, I LOVE Tempe and all of AZ really…can I come???

    Camels & Chocolates last blog post..We are Family

  14. Ree says:

    Yea, I take a short week when it hits 60 in Chicago. It’s only 40 freakin’ degrees at home.

    Rees last blog post..Free Copy – Take it. We’ll Replace It.*

  15. Sara says:

    Enjoy the warmth and get some sun. We were in Florida last week, I got a minor burn and I now feel fantastic. I think I needed the sun.

    Winter in MI never seems to end.

    Saras last blog post..Tattoo barbie makes parents cry

  16. Issy says:

    Have a great vacation. And…lol…I thought the exact same thing about Lost last time I flew. Unfortunately I did not end up stranded on an island with Sawyer. *sigh* There’s always next time.

  17. Julienne says:

    Have a great time! On our last flight a 20 year old girl with a hige chest and no bra sat in our row. Let’s just say my boyfriend was more than pleased.

    Juliennes last blog post..Julienne and Alex – Part 4.

  18. Sounds like such fun!

    I’m thinking you’re about 10 years too young and at least 3 plastic surgeries away from attaining Cougar status – at least as compared to the CA variety I know (see “Real Housewives of OC” for examples in the wild). Very sorry to disappoint.

    Legallyblondemels last blog post..Gone Geeking

  19. Stacy Quarty says:

    Try lusting after a boy 20 years younger! What would that be called? Certainly not a cougar. Maybe a wildebeest?

    Stacy Quartys last blog post..Hard Truth Capicity

  20. Carri says:

    So damn jealous of you right now!
    Norm says Have many Beers for him too!

  21. Eileen says:

    Happy well deserved vaca! Have a margarita for me

    Eileens last blog post..Sometimes it is okay to be a quitter

  22. Kimberly says:

    You are so NOT a cougar. Maybe a cougette 😉

    Kimberlys last blog post..The Greatest (and not the Scariest) Show on Earth

  23. Wait…you are in Arizona, this is the first I have heard of this! 😉

  24. Marianne says:

    Have a great va-cay, Sexy Lady!

    Mariannes last blog post..Loving Your Spouse When You Have a Small Child

  25. Cult Diva says:

    I hate the cougar implication. I am a fabulous and sexy older woman that young men gawk at, but can’t afford. So there.