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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Take it from me

Great news - FedEx delivered my purse yesterday from Salt Lake City. Here are some tips that might save you some of the hassles I've encountered:

Photocopy your driver's license and keep that copy at home, in case you misplace your wallet or purse. This past weekend I had a devil of a time buying groceries with a check, since I didn't have my license (even though I had a passport and my vehicle registration).

When you travel, don't keep your car/house keys in your purse. Zip them in an inside pocket in your carry-on bag instead. Learned that the hard way several years ago when I lost my keys after they fell out of my purse on a business trip in Ohio. Talk about inconvenient!

When you travel, keep some cash at home - even if it's only $20. I had a devil of a time buying gas this past weekend, and that cash would have come in really handy.

And my best tip - don't leave your purse in the airport when you get on a plane.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Snow bunnies




My friend Bobbi took these great pictures last time it snowed. The horse is Gary. The landscapes show the pasture where Duke and Gary play everyday.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Will Angelica Harris please step forward?

Those who know me well know that I occasionally make mistakes when I travel. In the past year on different occasions I've booked a ticket to the wrong city (and not noticed it until after I've checked my bag), missed a connecting flight, and gotten confused about scheduling and missed an outbound flight. And every time it manages to work out fine. I must have an angel on my shoulder.

Yesterday on my Southwest Airlines flight home from Salt Lake City (SLC) I had a connecting flight in Chicago. When the plane landed in Chicago, a flight attendant said over the intercom "Would Angelica Harris please catch us on your way out? Angelica Harris, please see us."

As I deplaned, I asked if she meant Andrea Harris. Yes. She pointed me to a lady in the jetway. The lady explained that I had left my purse at the gate in SLC, and that I needed to check in at my departing gate to get it back. (Wow.)

At the departing gate, a Southwest representative put me in touch with baggage claim in SLC. Liz in SLC confirmed that all of my cash and cards were still in the purse (whew!) and asked me to set up a FedEx account so she could mail my purse. I had Liz read me the info off my credit card, called FedEx to set up the account, and called Liz back. My purse is on its way home now.

Here's the very lucky part - my car keys, cell phone, and lip gloss were in my computer bag, which was with me.

My ticket to get out of the parking lot was in my purse. I always write down where I park on the ticket (uh oh). If you've never parked in the economy lot at Dulles, it's huge and all the bus stops look the same. Especially at night. Luckily the shuttle bus driver was very patient, the people on the shuttle were rooting for me, and I found my car without too much trouble (amen for the panic button on my keyfob). I got in my car and headed to the exit. It took some eyelash batting and about 20 minutes, but they finally bought my story and let me exit the parking lot.

Thank you, Southwest! Thank you, guys at the Dulles economy parking lot! Thank you, angel (or should I call you Angelica?)!

Salt Lake City

I just got back from Salt Lake City, where I was all week for business. Salt Lake City is beautiful - surrounded by huge, snowy mountains. Even with snow everywhere, it was surprisingly warm and sunny. The only drawback is I never quite adjusted to the high altitude, and as a result didn't get much sleep.

Sleep deprivation aside, it was a great trip. I connected with great folks, developed new ideas that will help at work, and even saw a couple of fun concerts (Maroon 5 and Bighead Todd and the Monsters).

Thank you, Omniture!

Monday, February 2, 2009

Duke is warm



Here's a picture of Duke in his winter coat (Gary's in the background). When I went to see Duke and Gary yesterday the pasture was mostly covered by a sheet of slick, slushy-underneath ice.

Gary was way over the hill past the big tree - which feels like about a half-mile walk. It was a slow, careful walk across the ice.