From an early age we teach our children not to steal and yet I must confess that I steal on a consistent basis. Probably 4 times a year I steal. I know it's stealing because I do it when no one is looking. I am sure you are all intrigued at what this would be, so here it is. I steal the barf bags from airplanes. Just 1 or 2 each time I fly, but I have never seen in any store that sells a bag full of barf bags. And my kids have been known to need them. Today was a wonderfully perfect example of why I stoop so low as to steal. We left the Fresno area and 30 minutes later Grace said...."My tummy hurts." Ashley quick to hear the quiver in her voice, pops open the glove box (who keeps gloves in there) ( I will call it the barf bag box) , she pops it open throws it towards Grace who proceeds to get most of it in the bag. If not for the bag.....who knows what would have happened.... Oh mind you I know what happens, which is why I steal. Perhaps I would be better served to invent designer barf bags and make a bunch of money. Can I say...this is why I don't blog. Who cares about barf bags. This might be it for blogging.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
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Would you like to swap barf bags if you have any interesting ones? I collect them. Check out the Air Sickness Bag Museum
"Collecting" is a better word than "stealing" and no, all of mine say.... "seat occupied". I think most of mine are from Southwest.
Now I know why the airline industry raised its prices, it's to make up their loss from those two barf bags you stole.
Shame on you Ms. Jill!! :)
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