I returned recently from a trip to the States to go to a cousin’s wedding. We had a blast. And now I hear that another cousin is getting hitched, so maybe next year we’ll do this all over again. I’m gonna have to start turning tricks or something though, because those plane tickets were out of this world. Maybe instead I should save for a plane and some gas and some little bags of peanuts. The kind with 5 peanuts in them.
I read this amazing news headline today:
Paris Hilton loses cell phone in Manila
So this is news now. Kate Middleton wearing pantyhose, I can understand; but Paris Hilton? A lost cell phone?
Well, okay, if this is news, then I have some more for you, world:
Mom, from American Family in France, loses her flip flops!
It’s true. One minute I was casually flip flopping my way around upstate New York, the next thing I know I’m unpacking bags in the south of France, mourning the loss of my black and hot pink puma flip flops. Life is so unfair sometimes.
You see, Paris Hilton and I have a lot in common. We travel. We lose stuff. Neither of us should be in the news because it’s utterly un-newsworthy for us to be there. And yet, Paris is there – on the front page of Yahoo and Google, searching through her bags in the Manila airport, looking for her cell phone.
Poor kid. Life is so unfair sometimes. If she asked me, I’d tell her to check the seat pocket in front of her. It’s probably there with that safety brochure no one ever reads.