Some weeks it feels like all I ever see is the inside of airports, planes, hotel rooms, & corporate classrooms. Not necessarily the most fun existence. It didn't used to bother me that much, to be honest. I love adventure, meeting new people, & exploring new places.
Until recently, when a little thing called love suddenly (and unexpectedly, I might add) has me wishing my life wasn't quite so GO-GO-GO. Especially after 2 months at home without travel interruptions! No matter how awesome my accommodations are, they never seem to measure up to my own bed...mostly because climbing in it at night next to my sweetie is my favorite part of the day.
And let's not talk about what all this travel & airport food does to my sex drive. Good grief!! Who wants to engage in "sexy time" after travel? Have you experienced the bloating that comes with long flights, too much conference center snack food, & over-caffeination?! Not to mention that most of my 36 hours at home will be consumed with unpacking, doing laundry, & repacking. Not exactly a recipe for a night of post-travel passion.
Well....until my mom crocheted these doozies.
Sky's the limit with this latest P'Cozy/V'Cozy duo! I mean...look at this little jet plane...he's actually smiling! My mom found a way to put a happy face on travel. And no matter how tired I am after five days of intense corporate coaching work...how could I POSSIBLY resist my man coming at me wearing this happy little fella?!
Answer: I cannot.
BOOM! I am suddenly laughing my way into "sexy time," bloating & exhaustion be damned!
If you need between 9pm Friday & 4pm Sunday (when I board my next plane), you're out of luck. I'm gonna don my rainbow, put a "do not disturb" sign on my door, & let my man take flight.
Wheels up in T-minus 24 hours...
The Who's Who of Happyville
We're more like a cast of characters than actual grown-ups. We laugh a lot & have ridiculous conversations about crocheted covers for your naughty bits. Did I mention "we" is myself, my fiancé & my MOM?! For real. You can't make this stuff up. But we can share what our weird little minds do when we're not being productive members of society (although if you ask me...this project has been QUITE productive!).
First time bride at 41. I had 2 cats & my mom was one of my besties before I had a man. It was 4 decades...that doesn't just stop on a dime, ya know.
Artist at heart. Moved from NYC to Vegas for love. Found the woman of my dreams... and her crazy mom.
I got this...
Grandmother, retired social worker, & crochet enthusiast. Formerly known for her grandson's cute hats, she decided to change things up to get people talking about taboo subjects in a healthy way. You can take the girl out of Social Work...