Dear Northwest Airlines,<\/p>\n
I hate you. I love you. I HATE YOU.<\/p>\nI hate how you woo me back every time with, “Please, baby, just one more chance? I’ll give you whiskey and a nice meal on real plates with silverware while the poor schmucks in the back have to pay $3 for the red snackbox. I’ll give you your own private bathroom and a footrest. I’ll give you so many frequent flier miles that you’ll never want to leave me again.”<\/p>\nI’M SUCH A SUCKER.<\/p>\nAnyway, I bought tickets to Denver today to see the Dalai Lama. His speech is on a Sunday, so we’re flying out Friday night and will have all of Saturday to go hiking in the Rockies. So awesome.<\/p>\nMonday night, I went to Kaye’s and ate really good macaroni and cheese and watched Mommie Dearest<\/i>, and WHY DO YOU MAKE ME HIT YOU??? Last night, I went for a walk with Wendy, and we laughed about the party-cabin the entire way. When I got home, I did this hour-long iTrain<\/a> routine (that site rocks, fyi) involving weights and isometrics. You’re supposed to use 3lb weights, but the smallest I have is ten. During the leg-stretching at the end, my abs cramped and I wanted to die; I’m pretty sure it was due to all the laughing. Today I’m all-too-aware of my triceps, and that’s a very strange feeling indeed.<\/p>\nAlso, I just either pulled a muscle in my back or finally ruptured the disc in my neck, I’m not sure which. Let’s pray for the first, yes?<\/p>\nJenni<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Dear Northwest Airlines, I hate you. I love you. I HATE YOU. I hate how you woo me back every time with, “Please, baby, just one more chance? I’ll give you whiskey and a nice meal on real plates with silverware while the poor schmucks in the back have to pay $3 for the red …read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-313","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/po9qt-53","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/313","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=313"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/313\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=313"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=313"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=313"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}