I'm jumping the gun and getting my snake on a plane tomorrow, a full 8 days early.
(My snake handbag)
I'm going to paint a house in Florida. In August. Stay tuned, but in the meantime, Don't Let The Bedbugs Bite!
UPDATE: Not a good day to fly. I sleepily turned on the news at 5:00am this morning as I took a shower and packed my toiletries. Then the news told me I couldn't bring my toiletries that are made of liquid, including toothpaste. Beverages were also banned. I tell you, if you had seen the bin o' crap they were collecting at the security checkpoint you'd swear the airport was opening a "Not Quite New CVS." I watched women berate TSA about leaving their beloved perfume behind. I watched one woman throw her flip flop across the way in disgust. I had minor losses: a lip gloss and mascara were given to the anti-liquid terrorism gods, making my flight about $40 more expensive but that much safer! Mascara in particular is quite unstable.
On a more serious note, it was an eery morning full of dogs and "sterilized area" and thirst and men in suits with earpieces pacing around furiously. Then we had a medical emergency midflight and almost lost a man, but that's a whole nother story. I've safely landed in Florida and am readying my painting muscles.