"I'm not reading about the Knicks...I'm reading about the Necks!"

I love the New York Times because it has something for everyone. On my crowded flight to Florida yesterday, where my family was spread throughout the back of the plane, we were passing all kinds of reading material back and forth...including the New York Times.

I was lucky to get it first because I was the one that threw it in my tote. At approximately 10,000 feet, I stumbled on a great article about sagging necks and the new non-surgical therapies that promise to eliminate the gobble-gobble look.

Two rows back, my husband started nudging me for the paper. I pretended not to hear him but his incessant begging forced me to turn around and say, " I'm in the middle of a really good neck article --two seconds please".

One of my sons heads popped up over the seat and said, "When did you start reading about the Knicks?"

"Not the Knicks, the Necks" I said pointing to my scarf enclosed gobbler. The stranger with the nice smile, but the way too hairy arms, next to me, hogging the arm rest, thought that was funny.

You always need to steal a good laugh while traveling during the holidays.