A GLOROIUS blonde moment

I had a moment, you know one of those; For lack of a better word "blonde" moment! Yes yes we all have them but mine was GLOROIUS!

In Chicago at the Americas Beauty Show there is no time to eat, no time to shop, the booth is swarming with stylist willing and wanting to learn. You see our hotel had a Starbucks right across the street, I happen to have a life line to Starbucks. Actually. I am so in love with Starbucks I have the card app on my phone and reload my monthly allotment so I never have to be without my blonde roast, soy, grande coffee. Up and at um early for show days, so over to starbucks and on this particular day I ordered a venti! Then of course I took my V3 with half a bottle of water, and with in an hour of the start of the show I finished my coffee and water and cracked open a second bottle.

Now when we arrives at the show we had to take not just one escalator up to the show floor but two. As a matter of fact it seems everywhere we went there where escalators. So of course I have no time to take a bathroom break but when you have had coffee, 2bottles of water and your a mother of 3, ya you can't hold it for to long. So I dash through the show floor passing booths that are swarming with stylist buying, booths so big they are having there own stage presentations and runway shows, and booths so crammed with merchandise you can't tell where one booth transitions into another. So i am darting and twirling through the crowds looking up trying to find the magical sign that says "restroom". Which can also be interpreted as a moment of sitting , getting off your feet, and a quick moment of solitude in a stall. Aha there it is I see the sign. I approach and more escalators, however this escalator is to take hungry show goers upstairs to the dining area. An arrow pointing down will lead me to my stall of sanity. So I approach the stair, I step down and stand, waiting for my moving staircase to take me to my relief. I am in a zone, my mind is on the booth, my mind is also saying "hold it hold it, god please don't make the line long". Just then I man goes walking past me.....and I stap out of my trans. I realize I was standing there on the stair that is actually a stair and I just assumed like all the other electronical escalators around that the staircase down to the restrooms you actually have to walk down. No relaxing, no standing, just step, step, step down the staircase to the restrooms. With each step brings a gravity pull on my bladder and I really was hoping I make it to a stall before some other person gets there.

So my blonde moment of zoning out thinking i was standing on an escalator, was definitely the most GLOROIUS blonde moment I've had.......oh wait did I tell you about the time I......