It was a lovely idea, but logistically it turned into a huge Charlie Foxtrot. We left Friday durng a snowstorm that delayed almost every flight. Our initial flight was delayed three hours before we were squeezed onto an earlier flight that was leaving right-this-instant oh my God get the bags get the kids GO GO GO! Our connection was delayed, it took two hours to find the hotel because the hotel manager could not give us directions. One would assume that since you work in a hotel where lots of out of town travelers stay you might want to be able to give directions from say, the airport, to the hotel. But no. Not possible. Finally, I ended up calling my best friend who lives in New York City who googled the directions in under two minutes. Takes this and put it to the tune of Rory screaming himself hoarse. Nonstop. Yeah, we were those people on your flight. You're welcome.
The bright spot was getting to meet Sean's lovely family. I can't believe we've been married for three years and this was the first time I was able to meet his aunts, uncle and cousin. They are really lovely people and we had a great time spending Saturday with them. Aiden was absolutely in his element with Sean's sister and his cousins son and they ran around like hooligans all afternoon. So, huge success there.
The return trip involved more delayed and overbooked flights. More screaming, although slightly less than the trip down and just utter exhaustion. Still, it was worth it to get to see the family. Hopefully we'll be able to do it again when Rory is a little bit older.
But now we're home. Did I mention I am so glad to be home? Tomorrow I plan on getting some food prepared for Christmas day, making one last batch of cookies, watching Christmas movies and not leaving the house. For about three days.
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