The Airport, Great Place for a Vacation

I have "one of those faces".  You know, the face that everyone relates to for some reason or seems to recognize.  No matter where I go there is someone who thinks they know me from somewhere.  We were in New York, on Ellis Island years ago.  They were presenting a reenactment of people getting off the ship and stepping onto the Island.  The entire time one of the actors kept looking  my way.  Afterward he came up to me and asked me if he knew me, that I looked so familiar to him.  Well, I didn't know him, but I really get to meet lots of nice people because of my "familiar face".
Another perk of my "one of those faces" is that people talk to me and they tell me life stories; their life stories, from beginning to present.  These people who tell me these things probably get home and wonder why on earth they told a perfect stranger about their Aunt Ethyl whose husband cheated on her and, long story short, ended up in prison.

On my flight home from my daughters home in Idaho I sat next to a man who told me his life story, from childhood to falling in love to divorce to all three of this children and what they are doing at this very moment.  He told me about the alimony he has to pay his wife and about his lawyer who is trying to get it so he doesn't have to pay so much.  He told me all about his career and where it has taken him.  He happened to be the CIO of Dole, you know the pineapple people.  But I have to tell you that actually pineapple is a small part of the Dole Company, they really make their money with bananas (CIO man told me so).  Nice guy, but boy, did he talk.
Also during my trip and my stay in the airport I have become a member of a club.  It is called the "Glued to your handheld electronic device" club.  It's not a very exclusive club and if the other members knew how inept I am with anything electronic they would probably expel me.
One more little thing.  I have to admit that I am just a little star stuck.  I actually look for those familiar celebrity faces at the airport.  And it paid off, I saw Powers Boothe.  A little disappointed though, he's very ordinary looking.  I was hoping for someone more like Bruce Willis, oh well.....(that's for you, Erin).
P.P.S.
I think I'm going to be British next time I'm at the airport and can be anonymous.  Or maybe I'll just make up a language like my friends and I did when we were out in public during grade school.

"Three things in life are important: the first is to be kind, the second is to be kind, and the third is to be kind"               Henry James

Too Much Animal Planet?

Is there anything such as too much Animal Planet?  Until Saturday night I would have said, "absolutely not!"
I couldn't sleep at all Saturday night so I got up, went into the den and turned on the tv.  There wasn't anything I wanted to watch so I decided to watch something I had recorded.  Ah ha, Animal Planet, one of my favorite channels.  I have an episode of Infested recorded so that's what I decided to watch. 
I am not a really squeemy person, I can take a lot  At least I used to think I could take a lot.  This episode was about three different families who had different infestations.  One was brown widow spiders.  I never even knew there was such a thing, believe me there is!  Another family was infested with scorpions, ewwwhhhh.  That's a whole other post.  Then there was the mother and her young daughter.  They started hearing noises that they couldn't explain.  Then they saw peanuts all over the walkways and yard and then they saw THEM.
They were everywhere and multiplying by the hundreds in the garage.  Have you ever seen a baby rat.  Man, are they ugly.  My apologies to rat lovers, I know that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.  My eye did not behold beauty.
The mom finally was able to find out that her neighbor was feeding peanuts to squirrels, hence the rats, they do love anything peanuty apparently.
The mom very politely explained her horrible rat situation to the neighbor and the neighbor refused to stop feeding the squirrels (I think the neighbor must have felt some sort of kinship to them).
Long story short, right......the city got involved and the rats were taken care of.  And in deference to the rat lovers I will not go into detail about the extermination process.
Well, I finally went to bed but I still couldn't sleep.  I was very tired but the rats and the scorpions crawling all over me all night kept me from sleeping.  And when I did doze off I heard them.  So, I ask myself is watching shows like Infested, Hoarders, and Fatal Attractions worth it?  I have decided........yes.