Flight to Outer Space: 06/26/06
The last couple of nights I've had some very realistic but out-of-this-world dreams. Last night's found me in an airport hotel with friends who were also co-workers (but not my real co-workers). Ian was also there but I don't know where Sean was and I don't recall if I were pregnant or not. I know Sean existed because I had his garage toy with me and needed Ian to take care of it once I had to leave on my trip.

We were all at the airport to meet one last time as a group before getting our next assignments. Our assignments came as a first class plane (which could also include rocket ship) ticket, some spending money before our direct deposits began in the new location and a dossier about our trip and the location selected. I was given a first class ticket to a planet with especially harsh winters. I would be flying via United Airlines (guess they also ran space flights ala PanAm in 2001) and would be landing in an area going through the harsh winter. It would be my first off world trip and while I was a little excited, I was also disappointed. I wanted to stay closer to home and presumably to Ian and Sean.

Beyond the spending money I was given, I had $5 of my own and decided to spend it on something fun. I thought about getting a paperback book but I wasn't sure I could afford one and the sales taxes. Instead I opted for a grande brownie flavored Frappacchino and drank it while chatting with my coworkers about their assignments.

Afterwards, I returned to my hotel room to meet Ian. I asked him to take care of Sean's garage. Sean was not at the airport for whatever reason. Then I settled into packing for the trip.

Email Addy:
I seem to have made a mess of my email address in a previous post. Sorry about that. Again, if you have comments about the new feed, please drop me a note.

Saturn Number Five:
Recently Sean found a bunch of my old slides taken on various trips (to Mexico, Australia and Florida, and at home in South Pasadena). His favorite of the lot is now the box containing the slides of my tour of the Kennedy Space Center. There are a number of slides of a Saturn V rocket ("Saturn Number Five" as Sean calls it), the hangar where the shuttle is kept before launch (aka "the shuttle house" per Sean), and a photograph of me at age 13 sitting at the airport holding a baby Mickey Mouse I had purchased at Walt Disney World. The Mickey Mouse is now part of Sean's collection of animals (most of my old ones are) and he is just fascinated at seeing me nearly 20 years younger. In that picture I am closer to him in age than I am to myself.

When I took those slides I was taking them for my own entertainment and memories. I had no idea that any of them would become part of a nightly post-bath ritual with my son. At age 13, I don't think I had even imagined myself with children. Yet to Sean, it seems completely logical that I of course took them for him since he couldn't have been there.

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