When we left fair Molly on the 24th, she was a stress case. Spent ages on the computer stressing when she should have been packing. But the headache and hangover from the ibuprofen were just too dang much. Not the best way to start things! ******** None of us got to bed early. I don't even remember what on earth we were doing, but we were doing something. Hubby wasn't even helping with the packing, but he stayed up for moral support, which is lovely, but *someone* needed some sleep! I slept, maybe, an hour. I was wiped out when setting my alarm, and I set the second alarm for the time we were to be *leaving*...augh. Hubby couldn't convince me to get up, so when my alarm went off...I was angry with myself but was snarly with him. I got ready quickly while R dressed the kiddo (who slept through it). We would put E to bed in the clothes he's going to wear, but he's a sweaty dude and that wouldn't work. At last we were out the door! Got to MasterPark, to which I had a most excellent coupon. Up to the last minute I was trying to find a great park/fly rate that was better than the parking garage, but I couldn't find one. Oh well. We used their valet garage (fa-fa fa-fa) b/c it was the same rate, with the coupon, as the normal garage would have been. Seatac is big and sprawling, and the Virgin America gate is far far away. No train needed for it, but it's a hike. Perfectly fine flight. I'm still mystified as to why VA has a game in their "Red" system called....Mad Bomber. You can't even say the name of the game, ya know? The guys might have slept, I'm not sure...I didn't. Early on we had an Orange Juice Incident, which caused DS's pants, unders, and sweater to be drenched and sticky. I had another pair of shorts and a shirt (or maybe the sweater protected the shirt?) with me so that was solved, but you don't notice any underpinnings being mentioned, did ya? He was in peril for a couple hours, since the shorts were loose. We got to LAX, saw no celebrities. Got our bags off Virgin America from the Alaska carousel, which is one carousel beyond the VA-labeled carousel. The opposite happened on my last flight...took Alaska, our bags came off the VA carousel. Something's wrong there... We were tired, realizing just how EARLY we were there, it was chilly. And we'd missed the Grayline Disneyland Express by about 10 minutes. I knew it would happen but that doesn't make a person feel happier, ya know? There's no nice waiting area, so we just went outside. We were at Terminal 3, and we were bored, so we walked to #2. Should have gone to #1 but we were worried about the bus coming early, so we stayed put. Got a driver who actually rolled his eyes and spoke slower at me, when I asked a question b/c I didn't understand what he'd said. Lovely start! However, he was a good driver and you can't argue with the beauty of these seats... OK...maybe you can. R&E sat together, and I saw this sleepyhead.