April 27, 2006
Somebody Caption This, Please
These are my parents in 1970. I'm ever so curious to know what they're smirking about.
Hip to be Pregnant?
This probably won't surprise you, but I'm not pregnant because "it's hip."
Who ARE these women? And why do they care?
"It's hip now to be pregnant," says Jill Siefert, a fashion stylist in San Francisco who recently added pregnancy styling to her business. "Everybody's doing it."Disgusting! Actually, I think the media are the only ones fascinated. My friendly circles certainly aren't talking about celebrity babies. Not a one's been mentioned in our infant care class, and, I promise, being pregnant has not made my body more fascinating to the point I want to be photographed in this state, clothed or unclothed. I'm just excited random people are clear it's a baby and not food reserves.
Of course, everybody's always done it. It's just that we're hearing about it so much more now -- especially RIGHT now. Take the latest cover of People (perhaps they should rename it Parents). Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes, new parents of Suri, are flanked by Gwyneth Paltrow and newborn Moses, and Donald and Melania Trump with newborn Barron. Inside, Liv Tyler and Jon Stewart cavort with their respective offspring, Matt Damon awaits his, Brooke Shields talks about hers.
And this is only April. The coming months promise the birth of the Brad Pitt-Angelina Jolie baby, still in utero but already presumed unprecedentedly gorgeous. "Not since Jesus has a baby been so eagerly anticipated," New York magazine wrote.
The fascination seems to stem from our generation's desire to see celebrities as people just like us -- almost part of the family, says University of Mississippi magazine analyst Samir Husni: "All of a sudden the whole country has become an aunt and uncle to these babies."
My pregnant body has a purpose. But believe you me, as soon as it's not pregnant, it's going to be pushing a jogging stroller and lifting a lot of weights. It's going to become reacquainted with a bike seat (as soon as is humanly possible), and it's going to be unpregnant looking as much as a 33 year-old new mom can be. My only boast is that my wedding ring still fits.
April 06, 2006
American Airlines Responds
Kudos to the airline for a personal letter and explanation. I'm no longer angry.
April 6, 2006hln
Dear Ms. Noggle:
I'm sorry that your trip from St. Louis on March 30 didn't go very smoothly. It must have been frustrating when your flight was delayed in Raleigh and then again in Chicago. There is no question that you were inconvenienced.
Probably few things are more annoying than having to wait for an available gate after your aircraft has landed. While normally every incoming flight has a gate designated, operational difficulties can sometimes cause us to change these arrangements. For example, if a flight arrives earlier than expected, its assigned gate may still be occupied by a departing aircraft that is boarding customers. Unfortunately, since airport space is limited we frequently do not have the luxury of "spare" gates to accommodate such situations. At the worst extreme, a severe off-schedule operation caused by bad weather may result in lengthy delays as too many aircraft on the ground wait in line for the next available gate.
Regardless of the situation, we expect our employees to be courteous and helpful at all times and especially in situations such as you described. Please accept my sincere apology.
As more tangible evidence of our concern and regret for your disappointing experience, I've mailed each of you a transportation voucher. The vouchers may be redeemed within one year of the issue date toward the purchase of a ticket for future travel on American Airlines or AmericanEagle.
Thank you for writing. The next time you fly with us, we will do our best to restore your confidence in our ability to get you where you are going -- as planned| We will look forward to welcoming you aboard again soon. It is a privilege to serve you.
Should you wish to correspond with us again, please feel free to do so via AA.com. One of our representatives will be back to you within a couple of days. Just click on the Contact AA button on the top navigation bar. Select the 'AA Customer Relations' link on the left side of the page. Then click on 'email AA Customer Relations' to access our on-line form.
How to Move Five Cats
There comes a time in every person's life when he or she must change residences. This is always a simpler proposition when one has no pets. Probably simpler when one has no children (and no children on the way). But what fun would that be?
Brian and I have five, count them, five cats. This squeaks by at the St. Louis County limit of legal (though we had to shun one favored municipality, Kirkwood, when looking for a new home; it has a "nuisance law" stating a household can contain only three cats. Pbhllllt!).
At the end of Saturday when our belongings had been transported from house A to house B (about 20 miles apart), Brian and I set off across the prairie (er, Interstate) to retrieve the herd.
We've talked about them in bits and pieces. There's John Galt, the oldest (yes, do follow the link), Tristan, Dominique the Conqueror (Niqi for short - refused to be photographed), Ajax (Ajax Rex according to Brian), and Aurora (Aurora McNaughty).
If you followed the link on Galt, you noted that he has a penchant for losing lots of bodily fluids and solids when put in a car. My vet gave me some kitty drugs in conservative half-pill doses, so we pill gunned Galt and Ajax (who is also fairly high strung) and set off on trip #1 with Dominique, Aurora, and Tristan in my car.
This was uneventful except for the part of herding the cats. Cats aren't stupid. They see carriers; they run. Earlier in the day we had penned them in one room - also not an easy task. But, once corralled and defeated, they were left with only their pathetic "mournful meow chorus," which they performed all the way to the new house. In key. Yes, that's the derivation of the word "caterwauling."
When we returned for trip 2, the medicine had sedated the tabbies indeed. Galt, who weighs more seemed a bit tired. Ajax was totally zonked - "aced" as the vet called it, after the drug. Trip 2 was completely uneventful due to the meds. Not even a chorus, really, for those two; maybe a Bob Dylan song.
All in all, not so bad. Niqi hid under the bed for a couple of days, but everyone else was curious and exploring their new space.
So, the answer of how to move five cats? I must say that it's drugs.
April 04, 2006
Dissed by American Airlines
So I just returned from a business trip, and I had a pretty big complaint for American Airlines. It failed to respond, so I feel the need to punish it. I was gentle in the letter - didn't mention, oh, yeah, by the way, I'm 7 months pregnant and you treated me this way.
Greg ClarkIt's April 4th - birds they are a chirpin' on a response.
American Airlines Inc.
Customer Relations Dept.
P.O. Box 619615/MD2400
DFW Intl Airport, TX 75261 9612
Dear Mr. Clark:
We were given your name as the contact who handles customer inquiries and dissatisfaction. Yesterday, your airline exhibited examples of both excellent and hideous customer service. You should know of both.
Flight 597 out of Raleigh/Durham to Chicago on 3/30/2006 was late in arriving (and therefore leaving) due to earlier maintenance problems. Many passengers on this flight were set to connect to other cities for their final flights, and when the gate agent learned of the possible delay, she notified the passengers congregated around the gate and booked us on the Chicago fight to St. Louis the following morning as a pre-emptive measure. She was pleasant and even at one time brought one of us water from the American Airlines cooler because the water supply was subjected to construction and therefore not advisable to drink. She instructed us that vouchers would be available should we need to spend the night in Chicago and that it would actually be prudent to plan this course of action.
In flight, the pilot was very pleasant and communicative. He managed to have us on the ground at 9:45 p.m. or thereabouts, and there's where the nonsense began. Though O'Hare was aware of our imminent arrival, no logistics had been planned to accommodate the plane at a gate. The connecting flight was at 10:26, and had passenger dispersal commenced at a normal pace (use Southwest as an example of how to expeditiously put passengers into an airport), I have no doubt that we would have connected with our flight, which was scheduled to depart from three gates away.
We waited on the runway for more than 30 minutes. The pilot kept us apprised of the status of the situation and was both obviously embarrassed and highly apologetic.
And it only got worse from there.
Not only was the gate not prepared for our arrival, but the customer service gate agents were neither friendly nor accommodating. A member of our party had to become nearly belligerent in order to secure us vouchers for a hotel in the evening. We were not allowed to get to our luggage. We were essentially treated like cattle – not a way to win customers in an industry where your competitor Southwest shines in customer service. The hotel at which we were placed was 20 miles away, and the shuttles to the hotel were few and far between at this time of night. One member opted to stay in the airport to avoid further hassle.
None of this is acceptable. While unplanned maintenance is a fact of life, the handling of same by professional staff makes all of the difference. American's professionalism in the whole affair was absent save the RDU gate agent and the communicative pilot.
You now have unhappy customers. Your flight attendants constantly remind passengers that they have a choice in air travel. Yes, we do. The remainder of your staff should be enlightened of that fact.
(list of 3 of us)
Alive and Kicking (and being Kicked)
Sorry about lack of posting. Currently no Internet access except at work, though that should be remedied in a few days (that's also why Brian isn't posting).
Kid's coming along - likes to kick me when I'm sitting or resting. I think this is a good sign. I look like I swallowed a watermelon whole; again, probably normal.
I'll decide in the coming month or so whether to actually post or abandon the weblog. Blank screen - bad.