Waiting on a jet plane...




After the shoulderpads.... and before.
I think Ziploc should be a partner of TEAM USA and my suitcase... which I'm proud to report was nine pounds underweight and it all fit in there.... amazing. Probably don't need it all, but I took out half the stuff I wanted to take.
This gate is booming with business and I'm pretty sure I saw a famous person this morning (because, honestly who else wears red plastic sunglasses at 6 a.m.?) ... Haven't seen Lee but I feel as though I've been here since the crack of dawn.
A baby is wailing next to me... and so the journey begins.

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