I must carry bad luck with me because the my flight home was a bit frustrating. The airplane I was waiting for to leave Fort Walton Beach was late arriving, and then the flight attendants said that they overbooked the flight so they offered any passenger $500 to give up their seat and stay until the next flight. I really wanted to take the deal because Hyrum wasn't coming home until tomorrow. But, I needed to get home to decorate a cake for my grandpa's birthday party. (That's why I was coming home a day early)
When we landed in Dallas Texas, I found my gate and then walked around to try to find something to eat. Unfortunately, all the food places in the terminal were already closed. Boo! I gave up looking for food and looked around the gift shop and bought some souvenirs for the kids. When I got back to the gate I found out that my flight was delayed because of some maintenance issues on the plane that would "only set us back 30 minutes," yeah.. I'm going to go with NO. After waiting for over an hour we finally got to board the plane. Then we waited another hour on the plane before it took off because of maintenance checks they still needed to do. Finally the captain came on and said it was time to go. The plane started up, started going down the runway and just as it was about to pick up speed, we stopped. The captain said that there was still some sort of issue that needed to be fixed. Well, we finally got the problem fixed about 20 minutes later and finally took off and headed to Salt Lake.
The passenger sitting next to me was really nice. He talked a lot, about his family, religion, and family secrets. I thought it was pretty funny at the amount of family gossip he was willing to share with a complete stranger. I guess he just needed to let it out. Lucky me. While he was spilling his guts, I remembered that I had two snicker bars in my purse so I offered him one of them since he had complained that they needed to feed us since we were stuck in the plane for so long. He wouldn't take it and for some reason I couldn't get myself to eat my snickers in front of him. I guess I just felt it would be rude to eat in front of him. Crazy thinking I know. I blame it on the super late hour (12:45 am) and the anxiety of flying all by myself. So I suffered the whole flight. lol Luckily he stopped talking for awhile for me to get a little shut eye. Not the most comfortable place to sleep, my head kept bobbing.
We landed in Salt Lake City at 2:00 am. and when the front doors opened I about fell over! It was really cold! What happened to my nice Florida weather, it was so nice and warm. I ran back inside to warm back up while I watched for my dad to come. He was so nice to wait up all this time for me.
Dad dropped me off at home, I came in and found my mom snoozing on the couch. The second my head hit the pillow I was out! The next thing I know, Madi is crying. I wanted to cry, I was soo tired! I made her a bottle and got back into bed. Slept for about an hour and then got up and spent the next 6 hours decorating a cake and taking care of four super awnry kids that missed their mom. I was exhausted, a bit shaky and ready to curl up into a ball and cry. I considered skipping my grandpa's birthday party and just sending my kids and the cake with my mom so I could get some sleep but, mom wouldn't go for that. Sigh..
The party was fun, grandpa really liked his cake. The kids were really siked that the party was at Golden Corral. Here's the cake..
It was a generation cake, everyone's name was written on a leaf and placed on the tree branch. Perfect for my family history junkie grandpa. haha