On another plane?! Ug.

So, here we are AGAIN, on another plane! Dear sweet mother of God, why me, why meeee?!?!?! Well, apparently we are off to see dad's mom and dad since he has to go back to where he grew up for a meeting or something. Anyway, so here we are again spending hours on a plane...and I'm bored.

Since mom and dad were doing a piss-poor job of entertaining me, I decided that it was up to me to go and find something to do, so I was off like a tree...or something like that.

Just when I was starting to find myself something to do, Mr. Party Pooper showed up and blocked my path to joy, entertainment and enlightenment....grrr.

I don't want to play with a damn stuffed animal! I want to run free, like the buffalo! Put me down! I pleaded. Just when I was trying to get my point across to dad, something really weird happened.

His face disappeared when he was giving me a stern talking to....needless to say, when someone's face disappears while they are scolding you...you tend to listen.