So I got to the airport this afternoon and was to fly to Denver and connect to Columbus. Unfortunately, the flight to Denver was an hour late which made me unable to make my connection. I stood in line with every other frustrated passenger who was trying to make connections to someplace else and when it was my turn, they told me they could put me on the first plane tomorrow morning and I'd get there at 3:00. On an already short trip, I didn't want to lose that much time so I made the poor girl keep looking. She finally found me another flight on a different airline but it was a red-eye flight. I'm not an all-nighter kind of gal but thought it was worth the tiredness and bags under my eyes to spend a few more hours with Parker, Reid, and Grayden. So...I'm flying out at 11:45 tonight.
The next problem was that I had 7 hours until my new flight left. I started calling people to see if they could come and pick me up from the airport (I didn't have the heart to call my brother who had just dropped me off). I finally found a dear friend who was home and was willing to come. When I got home, I wondered what I was going to do to keep myself awake until I needed to leave again.
Behold, my Christmas tree:
Now I have only 2 more hours until I leave. More details to follow about all of the fun with the Smith boys.