Friday, January 9, 2009

The Blog Must Go On

Well---we are back from vacation, the house is clean, Chris is sleeping, and the baby is contentedly chewing on some trash so it is time to blog.

I could write about how fun it was to see family,the joys of traveling with a teething infant, the Lewises' new house, Chris chopping wood, all the sweet loot we brought home, my Mom's greenhouse, Bryan and Katie's awesome home-made presents, the countless sightings of Nathan's underarmour, visiting Matt and Laura and getting creamed at Wii, Erik's wedding plans, my awesome new haircut, or a million other things.

But instead, this is what I want to write about: The Red Carpet Club Lounge.

Chris's father got us tickets on United for Christmas. Not only was this the best Christmas present ever, but he also got us access to the Red Carpet Club Lounge.

The Red Carpet Club is the Tasty Life. It is like not being in an airport, except you still are in an airport. We meandered into one in the Chicago Airport and we never wanted to leave.

First I must confess though, there is no red carpet. That is my one disappointment. It was gray. Still there were tons of soft leather chairs--some filled with wealthy looking people in expensive clothes. There were no lines or annoyed looking people. No one yelling in my ear to not leave my bags unattended. They had a bar, which I coolly patronized for all-I-could-drink cranberry juice. AND There were so many little treats. AND you could have as many of them as you wanted. Not just trail mix either. No, we are talking Ghiradelli chocolates, brownies, fun little cheeses, fresh fruit and vegetables, and an endless fountain of KitKats. (note: KitKats are an interesting choice. It was the only cheap thing there. You would think this would diminish the experience---like a kazoo thrown into a philharmonic orchestra. However, I think it just shows the enduring wisdom of the Lounge Creator. KitKats are the best candy bar ever. My favorite. Also, the wrappers are red. Perhaps this is to make up for the lack of red carpet. Who knows?)

I went to the bathroom to change Soapy and other mothers commented on her awesomeness and related their own motherhood stories. This always happens, but unlike the stories that I usually hear in places like ordinary airport bathrooms, their stories went something like this: "Oh yes, I remember when I took little Leslie on his first trip to Paris" or "Little Veronica had a terrible time traveling, that is why I always bring two nurses to take care of her" or "Oh, little Maximus just started teething too. He has a teething ring he just can't do without. By the way, it's made out of diamonds." This is a new and wonderful world.

Here is an actual photograph of the Red Carpet Lounge.



Anyway, all I can say is, I love you, United Red Carpet Club Lounge. Never Change. Have a great Summer.

5 comments:

Laura said...

Anna, I hope someday Matt and I can be in the exclusive club of "Important People" that is able to enjoy such luxuries. For now we will just dream of such things as the red carpet lounge.

Lisa Lou said...

man. Haha! Those were the good days of sitting in lounges and having a hot washcloth. I still think of economy as "peasant class."

Bridget said...

I missed your witty writings. Thanks for this.

Kathy Haynie said...

Oh, Anna, I missed you so. Welcome home. How are Chris and Soapy? I hope they write in their blogs soon, too!

Aaron Keeley said...

Hope you don't mind my commenting here, but wasx one of those kids really named maximus? LIke the guy from gladiator?