ok. i am home. sad. and oddly comforting. i had an amazing trip - cruise & tomballing it. but there's nothing like laying on your own couch or your own bed. there's just so much i should be doing right now, instead of uploading buttloads of pictures & blogging. ah - forget it.
i had a very interesting conversation with a man at the airport in denver today. first of all - this was towards the end of my 3+ hour lay over. i'd already eaten an caramel & peanut covered apple at the rocky mountain chocolate factory... mhmmm. that was a tasty treat. then i'd even eaten my lunch. and i'd wandered up and down the humongous terminal probably twice. so i said to myself self - self, lets go find the gate and wait. read a little booky (which is definitely a goodie!)
get to the point. the interesting conversation.
3 elderly couples come and sit down next to me. they're funny. they're teasing each other, they're picking on each other, they're talking travel plans. i'm thinking "man, that'd be the life someday!" the two closest to me kinda include me in their conversations... they're friendly peeps. and the place is swarming with flies. like the guy on my other side had no less than 7 flies on his lower half at one point - i counted! it was disgusting. it was making me twitch just a little, and the old farts were noticing the annoyance, too! so we were chatting. and then i thought to myself "i'm turning into my mom!" that lady can and will (so help her!) chat with anyone. we tease her about showing her breast cancer tattoos to the checker at jewel! so i get my book out and get busy reading.
when all of a sudden i hear "excuse me?" so i look up. this guy has come and sat next to me. he proceeds to excuse himself for bothering me, but his wife and he were over there talking and people watching & he then informs me that he's a doctor, who works with recovering addicts. he said to me, "i was sitting over there thinking, 'she's so wholesome looking, i bet she's never done drugs' so i decided to come ask you, cause we're doing some research." he also mentioned how i was being so polite and friendly with those elderly folks, he couldn't help but want to talk to me. ok. strange! and i know by then my expression was entirely confused & probably like "what the?" so he asked if he could ask me a couple of questions. i couldn't bring myself to words, so i nodded. here's what he asked me -are you a recovering addict. i shook my head. and said, "i'd never done drugs" i didn't feel the need to go into my dr pepper problem with him. although later on i wondered if i was completely honest with this man. he said, "i figured." then he want on to ask about what i do, (i didn't give specific details, cause i was honestly not creeped out, but extremely surprised/caught off guard) what I was reading, how I decided to read that book. and finally he said "well, i'll let you get back to your book." so i smiled, said thanks & got to reading.
then i sent kim a text message telling her about what happened. her response cracked me up, cause it was exactly what i was realizing i was thinking. she said, "have you really changed that much in the two weeks that you've been gone?" seriously people, talk about scaring the crap out of the old people! i barked so loud, i'm sure at least one of them messed their depends! WHOLESOME? me? i don't know about that. part of me was thinking, "i wish my dad woulda heard that!" but then i was sitting there knowing he would've been smirking at me. and part of me wanted to share with this stranger a few words i would use to describe myself. wholesome not being one of them. i wouldn't say i'm unwholesome, but i wouldn't say i am wholesome. i'd use sarcastic, entertaining, fierce, chubby, frizzy-haired, zitty, silly, gasy, loving, dependable, responsible, prone to b.o., but definitely not wholesome. i don't know about you guys, but it was a strange little run in... and mom, spaz down, i didn't give any details, like my name or school, so if he is a psycho hose beast, he'll have to work extra hard to find me~