


Well, it was a bit crazy getting there, but we did! While waiting to board the plane, we were told that some "brainiac" had overfueled our plane and now they were having an electrical problem. Joel looked out the window and his eyes grew as big as saucers. He said, "They've got the whole engine on the runway!" I said, "Ummm, I don't know about you, but even if they fix that problem, I don't want to get in that plane." So, we grabbed our bags and stepped in line to see what our options were. Apparently we weren't the only ones that saw this as being a slight problem, and 20 other people made it in line in front of us. After 45 minutes of standing in line with some very anxious travellers, an announcement was made that our flight was cancelled and that we would need to come back tomorrow for a 7:00 am flight. We were so bummed, considering it had taken a whole week to pack five children and ourselves. We wouldn't get there until Sat. afternoon, and we were coming home Monday morning. It didn't even seem worth it to fly down there any more. We stood in line and prayed that somehow we would make it out that night. Finally it was our turn. As we stepped up to the counter, I said, "Is there any way we can get out tonight?" The man's fingers clicked across his keyboard like lighting, he looked up at the gate next to ours that was headed for Atlanta. He said, "I can get you there by 10 pm." So, Joel and I ran to the next gate and grabbed the last two seats on the plane. We were literally the LAST TWO people getting on that plane. As we sat down, my thoughtful husband turned to me, smiled and said, "Just think Beck, if you let that old man get in front of us, we wouldn't have made this flight." I smiled back and said, "Well, I would have anyway." :o)
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Joel screaming like a mad man at the Delta lady, telling her, if we don't get out TONIGHT, she's out of a job. -Ok, ok, it's just a picture of Joel checking our luggage. :o)




Awww, and you know Mommy and her "cawfee." She was serving it up whenever we stepped in her home. We had so much fun....coffee, shopping, pedicures, out to eat, more coffee...It was a regular girl's day out. When we were getting our pedicures, I put the magazine over my face and looked at mom, biting my cheeks and said, "I'm about two seconds away from completely losing it here." We were giggling like a couple of highschool girls in there.

All I can say is, I'm sure glad we made that flight! We have memories to last a lifetime!