I'm guessing that I never explained here that Daive was going with me as my service dog. Let me explain...that was the only way she could go in the cabin with me, and the cargo hold isn't pressurized. Okay AND...they have service dogs for people who get panic attacks, and I figure if you put me on a plane for 10 hours going to a country I've never been to that speaks a language I don't know to do something I've never done before...that's a sure-fire recipe for a panic attack!



Today has been a full-filled and exciting day. I spent the day with my Dad, which was wonderful. I also spent most of the day eating, which was also quite thrilling. I had a steak, which is surprising for me, but I've been craving steak for awhile now. Then we went to the Marble Slab Creamery, which was AMAZING. Aside from consuming a rather remarkable amount of food, we did get a lot accomplished today. I closed an old checking account, got my new glasses (no more tumors!), got a new duffel bag (more on that in a minute), two books to read on the plane (both James Patterson...who I love), withdrew money from my actual checking account and got traveler's checks (though I'm still not entirely sure how they work), and got some fabric pens to decorate Daive's new service dog shirt. We'll see how that works out.



So the duffel bag I bought last week was so wonderful because it was cheap and huge (emphasis on cheap). Yesterday when my Dad was carrying it into my Grandma's house, one of the handles slipped out of his hand, and the weight of the items in the duffel bag caused the fabric by the other handle to rip. My Dad seemed to feel pretty bad about it, but I'm incredibly grateful. I'd much rather it rip in my Grandma's house than on the tarmac between planes tomorrow. Speaking of providential things, I had to get new glasses (the ones I picked up today) because I'm an idiot and stepped on my glasses when I was getting out of the shower one day. (I just tossed them onto the bath mat when I was finished reading and didn't see them when I was stepping out.) Nonetheless, my Dad found out that if I had waited until this month to order them (which was the plan before I broke them) the prescription would have expired and I would have had to have a complete exam (which would've been much more expensive). Isn't the providence of God so amazing? I think so! That's all for now. I'll try to hop back and let you know how Daive's NEW service dog shirts work out.