THEN she had to get up at 3:30. That's am, folks!
To be greeted by her mother (what kind of glamour were you expecting at 3:30 am?)
Then she had to shower, dress, and do her hair in a measly 1 hour time span--unheard of
Next came the frantic drive to the airport, (Not much traffic at that time of day. Just lots of deer and antelope) followed by the jog to the ticket counter.
Now she is forced to view palm trees
Beaches
And Disneyland
She could be home enjoying school, spring temperatures (43 today!), more 50 mph+ winds, and her parents.
Instead she is forced to meet BPA members from all over the nation (many of them male, poor Megan), endure warm, sunny California temperatures (what if she gets a suntan? poor Megan), and gentle breezes (no bad hair days and chapped lips this week, poor Megan), and 24/7 without her parents (and just the constant company of a few of her favorite friends, poor Megan). And what about the whole missing school for an entire week? We all know how much Megan hates that!
Poor, poor Megan!
3 comments:
Poor Megan??? Yeah, right. Chris and Stan, you need to be planning your own trip. Tahiti? Fiji? Crete? Just stay away from Iceland.
Oh my goodness Mom your posts always make me laugh so hard! I love the picture of you, it reminds me so much of the face I saw every morning at 5am to get up for seminary...oh memories!
I'm with Jessica, I was laughing so hard. And where was this club when I was in high school?
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