And I must share this, the cake topper. The bride's favorite toy when she was a child was Legos, so her mother surprised her with this Lego bride and groom. And the cake was layer after layer of cupcakes, four different flavors, with a large cupcake on top.
And now for my learning experience, courtesy of the TSA.
Going through security - for the last THREE of four flights - I have been
groped uh, inspected by a TSA agent. Every %^&*() time I go through the whatever-it-is we all have to walk through, the alarms go off.
The first time this happened, about a month or so ago, the TSA agent eventually decided, after getting to know me a little tooooo well, that the cause of the machine's alarm was a garment I was wearing that had....underwire in it.YUP. Underwire. Very, very dangerous.
I thought that this was just a fluke. A very sensitive machine perhaps.
Then it happened again. Same conclusion.
Then it happend AGAIN. I even told the agent what the cause was. No matter. I must go through the
groping enhanced security.
Yesterday, it happened AGAIN. The first agent had me take off my bracelet. I did. And on my second waltz through the machine, I turned just a wee bit sideways, and made it through. No bells. No buzzers. Whew.
Now you might think that I should be a faster learner, and maybe I should be. But silly me. I just think that my underwear, which is worn UNDER my clothing, is my business. No one else's.
But apparently I am wrong. Apparently it is TSA's business.
So to avoid this happening every.freaking.time I fly, I must buy undergarments that will pass the oh-so-stringent TSA standards.
I know I feel so much safer now. How about you???