Young teenagers are the worst. They seem oblivious. Once I had one get in the car with me while I was stopped at a convenience store. I had to tell him I didn't think he was in the right car. Serves me right for driving a generic minivan.

Ummm, so, vivi...you said you picked up your husband at the airport. Was he already yours or are you one of those xxxx's that starrsville was talking about?

Here's an idea for the next Fodors GTG - sort of like a "Yankee Swap" with suitcases. Everyone brings a generic black roller suitcase filled with something. Pick numbers, pick a suitcase, etc.

Could also be played with generic husbands of any color.

My dad has a generic black roller suitcase, to which he has affixed two long strips of bright orange tape.

I once saw Bobby Brown at the baggage claim in Hartsfield. He was grumpy and flipping over bags as they came by on the carousel, saying loudly, "How are we supposed to know whose bag is whose." I said, although not really to him, "Uh, it's called a name tag."

Whitney Houston was there too, looking too thin. Such a shame.

Explanation - the xxx's are to mark out the words in the OP's message and husband words were substituted.

brandie - Whitney completed missed the boat.

gail - I've been thinking about a luggage swap where you have to wear what someone else packed. A new kind of torture! Those who say "I never wear....jeans...tennis shoes...khakis...etc. have to "do" Paris in the clothing of someone else's choosing!