Leaving On A (Private) Jet Plane

A group of us were heading out on a trip, destination unknown but somehow known at the same time.

My friend Kelly announced her friend was offering up his private jet and pilot for us!  How very cool, I’ve never flown a private jet before!


Odd, there were other people on the plane, one guy from our grocery store and some others I didn’t recognize but kinda did.

Was killing time chatting with friends when I realized I didn’t know private jet borrowing protocol and asked Kelly if it was appropriate to tip the pilot in this instance.  (I didn’t want to be rude by not doing it if others were)  She said yes, tipping is common and very appreciated.  Then she suggested $8.00 would be plenty.   That’s an odd number but ok.

Oops better check my wallet and make sure I have it on me.  I snuck a look and yep, there’s a $10 in there.  Phew!

I decided this was a great selfie moment so posed a few times with the awesome interior of the jet in the background.  It was well appointed.  Then realized the background was the bedroom and Kelly and her guy were in the bed!  Oops! Let’s turn and find a better spot. haha

jet plane bed

Getting ready to land, the grocery guy was getting nervous about something, then started asking everyone if they’ve seen his cell phone.

He started to panic.


We landed.

Everyone started exiting the plane and I asked grocery guy if he found his phone, yep… had it the whole time, he’s just an over-reactor.

Arrived in the airport and realized after all that I had forgotten to tip the pilot.


And then I woke up.

Cooking Challenge Reality Show

I was in a cooking competition with about 10 people, split into two groups.  The kitchen for each was set up on either side of a counter and each side had a celebrity chef assisting.  Emeril and Robert Irvine.

Emeril robertirvine

At first I thought I was going to Emeril’s side but secretly hoped for Robert’s.  Then in a crazy turn I ended up with Robert.  He had prepped a fish and meat dish that we just had to add our own dishes to make a meal with options.

Robert was so nice, he showed me what he made and where it was in the ovens then he took a back seat, per the rules.  He couldn’t help anymore.

We cooked, prepared other dishes.

It was 5 minutes till the end of our time so I checked the fish and meat…Oh No!  It had not cooked, I didn’t realize Chef Irvine had not turned the ovens on, he just prepped the food!!!  This was going to end us, we failed…because I didn’t realize the ovens weren’t on in the beginning.  There was no way they would cook in time.  We were going to serve raw fish (not sushi grade) and raw beef fillet which had been seared but was still blue inside.

Chef Irvine had his look of disbelief and actual pity.  The team was mortified.


Then I woke up…

Did I Mention Vampires?

My clan, living in a large multi-level medieval type almost mansion, with portraits adorning many of the walls.  Portraits of lineage as well as landscapes lining the walk up the majestic staircase, one painting in particular stands out, one of the clansmen is the artist.  He is a very important character and for some reason the neighboring, unfriendly, clan wants him to themselves.


This night they decide to infiltrate the great walls of our home and sanctuary.  Madness and chaos ensues.  Vampire against vampire battles commence.  Odd blood is spilt, it isn’t the natural red of human blood, but a darker, older red.  Blood of the ages.

After what seems like only seconds but likely hours have passed, stillness returns to the house.  He storms in, looks to the staircase and howls in outrage, anger and pain.  They have taken his painting, his masterpiece.

I can’t help but wonder, what is so important about that painting.

And then I woke up.

As usual I have linked the photo to the site I borrowed it from.

Alton Brown Guest Star

It was a holiday celebration at my parent’s house but it wasn’t any house I’ve seen before.  It had a breakfast bar with stools and a dining area.  A lot of people were around; children, brother, adults, teenagers, and …

Alton Brown.  Yes, I said it.  Mr. Brown was a guest and he seemed well impressed with the spread my mother put out.  He was pleasant and nodded a lot in his certain way with a half smirk.

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Way to go Mom!  An Alton Brown approved dinner!  The only hiccup was that nobody made more coffee so I had to scrounge for some after the meal.

Then, the doorbell rang.  Who could that be?  Everyone invited was there.  Hmm, off I went to the front door with I thought was in a different place then it was but I eventually found it.  Some creepy looking guy was stalking the outside porch area and approached me with a greasy look,

kinda like this:


I turned back and shut the door behind me.  He lingered there for a bit but I returned to the kitchen.

and then I woke up.

Alien Invasion!



This group I’m with seems a solid, sound team of survivalist and scientist types.  We might just win this fight but for now we need to find a smart place to hunker down, figure out what is going on and formulate a plan.  A few miles away is a disguised nuke plant that just might work.  We head that way and find it set up to be a self sustaining compound which is amazingly good luck.

nuke compound

The compound has several buildings and outside of it lies a neighborhood about a mile away, we’ll have to keep an eye on that area to see if 1.  There are any people that haven’t lost their minds and want to hunker with us and 2.  Any panic happens which will be our sign that Alien trouble is coming our way.  For now, we have a main building where we all claim an office to sleep in, there is a pharmacy of sorts off to the right of the main building and a small convenience store in front.  The nuke buildings are in back and it seems they have been shut down, not really sure why this place seems to be running but no nukes being produced from it, but just thanking our stars right now for coming here.


After a few days we start to settle in and have been gathering goods and weapons into the main building to make it defensible and somewhere we can survive for a long period when I quickly realize I did not grab my medication before fleeing home.  A few of the neighborhood people have started wandering in the area but were deemed not compatible with our group so I’ll have to make my way over to the pharmacy and hope to avoid those disgruntled townies.  I wait till dusk when it seems quiet and start over to the building, no problems.  Get to the door and find it locked.  What?  Apparently, a townie has barricaded himself in the building.  He sees me outside and walks up, looking a bit jumpy and eyeing the area he asks quietly what I need.  I tell him I need Metformin, diabetic and I’ll be in bad shape without it.  He thinks for a minute then turns around.  I think he is going to get it for me, great!  Seems he isn’t a wacko but someone trying to preserve the medication inside.  When he returns there are a few people wandering about behind me, seems their interest has perked up so he quickly opens the door and slips the medicine out to me, just then the townies start to rush us and the door.  I somehow duck out and rush back to the main building and inside only to find he grabbed the wrong medicine.

I hate being imprisoned by meds.

I hate being imprisoned by meds.


He managed to get the door shut and locked before anyone got in.

I brought my issue to the group and it is decided we need to take back our compound and find a way to scare off the troublemakers.


cat scare

Then I woke up.


Photos are linked to the site I borrowed from