The Government and United Airlines are against me

So tomorrow is our first trip since Frack was born. I am absolutely terrified!

• My condo is resurfacing the parking lot, so I can't take a cab, I have to take my car
• I have to schlep Frick, Frack, car seat, umbrella stroller, two suitcases, diaper bag, and purse to the airport, through the airport, and about half of it through security in a post 9/11 post 3 oz of liquid world
• I'm pissed that I might have to make the formula ahead of time and then she might not get a chance to eat it before it goes "bad"
• I'm pissed I can't take her Boudreaux Butt Paste on the plane
• I'm hopeful that she flies peacefully and lets me read my new Essence that just arrived today
• And then we have to do it all again on Sunday!

Between the TSA and United and their various fees and surcharges, I've got about $100 cash on me and my prayer cloth. I just hope we get through security relatively hassle free without the baby getting a diaper pat down.

I guess that's why I'm sitting here long procrastinating packing these suitcases...I'll report when we get back.

(Oh did I add the 7 year old learned how to text message and has spent the last week and several dollars texting various family members: "What's up? What's up" does she know that is .10 per message? And she has no job!)