Evidently terrorists generally don’t board airplanes in Jackson. The result: my clothes stayed on, nobody took dirty x-rays of me, and the trip was uneventful. The flight from DFW to OMA even left the gate six minutes early! The thing I noticed the most on this trip was several women with their Ugg boots off – no doubt trying to cool their feet. So which is worse: high heels or fur lined, leather shoes that go half way up the calf when temps are in the 70s and 80s? Why is it that fashion is so stupidly impractical?
Today I’m thankful I’m not a girl. Ugh! (As I probably used to say when I was in 3rd grade.) I’ll stick with my slip-on Merrells when I’m in the airport.