Hubby had to fly to Nashville today for a doctor’s appointment tomorrow, and to check in on the house and pick up mail, etc. His flight left just before 1:00, so we got him to the airport by 10:00. He arrived in DFW with just 15 minutes to catch his next flight, which was kind enough to wait for him. Arrived just a few minutes late in Nashville, but told me it was a flight from hell, surrounded by kids on the first leg, and then on the second leg, he opted to sit in the last row because some woman was traveling with her kids, but for some reason the kids were up front and she was in back, and since Hubby was so late, she took over his seat. He didn’t want to be next to screaming kids anyway, so it was just as well. Then, after they pulled away from the gate, the pilot came on the PA and said they were returning to another gate, no explanation. Afterward, in flight, Hubby asked what had happened, and the flight attendant explained that they had removed that mother and her kids because she couldn’t keep them under control! Too bad Hubby didn’t know that earlier, he could’ve had the whole row! Anyway, he was just glad to be amongst adults, albeit in the last row. I called the hotel and had the shuttle sent, and off he went. He found a hotel next door with a restaurant for dinner (but they had no brandy!) so he went to bed without his usual nightcap. Meanwhile, I spent the afternoon doing laundry (at last a laundry that takes quarters and was clean!), grocery shopping (we’ve fallen in love with the “Fresh and Easy” chain), before coming home for the evening, all the while talking with Hubby on the phone on a regular basis. Miss him already!
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