Ya'll know how much SSG loves the show How I Met Your Mother ... especially Doogie, er Barney.
Friday SSG heads down to California for a reunion with Digs & Spleen, her college roommates (and friends!). Digs sent out an itinerary last week saying that after the ladies pick me up at the airport, we're going to take a 27 mile hike (or maybe just a 2 mile walk around a reservoir).
Now SSG has her airport routine DOWN. From the bag, what gets packed, the outfit, the book, the magazines, the GUM, the iced americano, the bottle of water after the security check point, not before. You name it, SSG has it. She's like Airport Barbie.
So this little twist threw SSG for a loop.
Work out clothes? At the airport? Really?
SSG HATES those ladies who cruise through the airport wearing their Juicy track suits and hair piled up on top of their heads with a pair of J. Lo sunglasses. Work BFF concurs on this and we have taken to calling them Stripper Suits. Sans the plastic heels.
Always wanting to be the good house guest however, SSG only asked one teensy tiny favor in her response to Digs' itinerary: "FOR ALL OF THE LOVE THAT IS HOLY, if plans change and the 106 mile trek up the equivalent of Mt. Everest is out, PLEASE let me know so I'm not one of those douches walking through the airport in a track suit."
To which SSG received the following reply:
"SUIT UP."
Well played Digs, well played.
P.S. I'll see you sexy bitches on Friday! And just so there's no confusion, I'll be the stripper out on the curb with the well packed luggage.
