Yesterday was one of those days where you feel like you're stuck in between a rock and a hard toilet. Porcelain. I was achy, tired, crying for no reason, cranky, limping...ready to throw in my towel. A nice evening walk with my hubby and I felt better, but I wasn't able to go to sleep last night. I think it was around 3:00 a.m. when I finally drifted off. Needless to say, I'm tired again today. However, on the way to work, I caught an interview on my favorite morning talk show with a man named Kent Couch, who just so happened to have flown himself with the aid of helium balloons and a lawn chair from Bend, Oregon to Cambridge, Idaho. For real. 9 hours. I giggled the whole way to work as the radio hosts asked him questions about how and why he decided to do such a bizarre thing. He said it was JUST FOR FUN. I absolutely love it. Thank you Kent, for cheering me up, and good luck on your next flight! (Photo taken by The Oregonian.)
1 comment:
I love that you giggled the entire way to work - too funny!
And what a neat story.
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