family reunion faux pas'

so, we make our way over to chilly minnesota for the hubby's family reunion...the one we found out about 2 weeks ago.

we fly out friday night at 8...or so we thought...

we get to the airport in augusta and wait patiently in line for the longest time that we have ever had to wait on anything at the airport in augusta. we start to eavesdrop...because something's up. apparently, the air conditioner is broke on our plane, which is still in charlotte, and we will not be making our connecting flight in charlotte to minneapolis. great...

the lady behind the desks calls us up and automatically begins to tap on her computer to see what she can do...remember that we are supposed to be flying in friday night and leaving sunday morning, so the smallest delay is a huge delay compared the the available time.

instead of flying to charlotte and straight to minneapolis, we fly to charlotte and spend the night...then fly to philadelphia...then fly to minneapolis. so, we fly in 12 hours late...what's better is we cancelled the rental car before we knew about the delay only to have to call alamo and re-reserve the car...BUT, we get a first-class ticket from philadelphia to minneapolis...SCORE!!

me and the hubby are excited about the 'adventure' prospects of this delay. as we're high-fiving in the terminal of the augusta airport...we look around and notice that everyone else in the terminal looks royally pissed off. so we decide to put the excitement on the down-low.

we get into charlotte and go to another guy to get a hotel voucher...at this point we're tired and not so much into the adventurous spirit anymore. the hotel looks ok enough...until you lie down. rock hard bed with chance of cloudy pillows...UGH...no sleep for friday night...

back at the airport at 6am saturday...we make the plane to philadelphia and to some touristy shopping on the way from where we got off the plane and where we needed to get back on the plane. we made the first-class flight and had some 9am cocktails...which still didn't help either one of us get any sleep on the plane.

we get to minneapolis and head to the alamo counter. the guy types in our confirmation number and asks for an identification and credit card. the only credit card that the hubby and i carry are visa 'debit' cards...apparently this is not a major credit card. not a problem, the guy only needs our itinerary...a decent request if we were in a decent mood...but we were running on fumes and didn't have an itinerary because it had been messed up so many times and we were about to jump over the counter...its really hard to think on no sleep. so, i have the itinerary saved on my phone to keep the confirmation number for the flights and ask the guy where i can print it off at...the guy's like 'i can just see it on your phone'...thank goodness...

3 hours later, we are at the family reunion...where everything that anyone talks about is how confused our trip got...we lived it, i don't want to talk about it...over and over. i try to make sure that paul has the most time possible with his family and has a great time. i do whatever little event that i'm signed up for. one of those is a 3-legged race...which has left me with a huge bruise that goes up and down and around my leg...because the hubby is a bit competitive...

we want to go out with some of paulie's fave cousins...so we start scheming because the 'rents are not gonna like this. they come to tell us they're gonna leave and we should go with them to pump gas into the rental...the cuz stands up and states that we were all asked to stay and help clean, so we have to stay a little longer...so paul's mom says 'so start cleaning'...great, here we go.

the 'rents leave and we head out following the cousins to a restaurant about 1.5 hours away on the way back home...we stop and have a drink and dinner and stay and talk for a little longer than expected...the hilarious thing is that me (27) and the hubby (30) are trying to think of excuses to tell the 'rents for being home late...haha

we finally get to bed in a stuffy room with a loud window unit...and i have a huge bruise on my leg and have lost my voice somewhere along the road...no sleep for saturday night...

so we wake up cheery to make out 7am flight...nothing eventful on the way home...still no sleep...

we get home...hallelujah!! so nice to sleep :)