Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Wooooooow....... The blessings keep coming. We just boarded our PRIVATE JET with sofas and cushy, massive seats and our own attendant named Vicki. I feel like a rock star ... Except for the fact that I smell like Insecticide and I left my makeup in houston. Although I did get caugh plucking my eyebrows by a teammate earlier. I'm sorry, "roughing it" does NOT mean bushy or disarrayed brows.