I'm officially home!
I don't know why I added an exclamation point to the end of that sentence because I had the best time ever on vacation and I'm really not that excited to be back.
So you guys wanna hear about my
craptastic awesome day yesterday?
Colton and I got to the airport around 1:15pm for our 2:55pm flight and the flight was on time. At around 2:30pm I told Colton that I just had a feeling that something would go wrong. He sort of looked at me like I was crazy because they had already begun boarding and everything seemed fine and dandy.
Fast forward 20 minutes and everyone is boarded and ready to go. The pilot announces over the intercom, "I have some bad news and some good news. The bad news is that it's so hot in Rapid City today that I thought we didn't have enough fuel to get us to Phoenix and would have to stop in Colorado Springs to refuel. The good news is that we weighed everyone and all of the luggage on the plane and we have enough fuel to get us to Phoenix. However, we need to redo the paperwork and get it approved so it'll be another 30 minutes before we take off."
Fast forward an hour and we're finally on our way. Fast forward another hour and we're halfway home when once again, the pilot makes an announcement. "It appears I have some more bad news. There's a storm in Phoenix right now and even though we have enough fuel to get us straight there, we don't have enough to circle around the storm. Thus, we are going to have to stop in Albuquerque to refuel and wait out the storm." Oh yes, that's right. We got to sit in the plane (with no air conditioning) for 2 hours. Are you jealous yet? Because it gets better.
Finally the pilot makes the announcement that we'll be taking off in 10 minutes so I turned my phone on to call our ride and let them know when to pick us up. I happened to notice I had a missed call and voicemail from a number I didn't know and checked it really quick before the plane took off. It went a little something like this, "Good afternoon folks, we found Zoey (my dog) on the street. She's kind of looking like a drowned rat after that big storm. Give me a call back at --- --- ----. Bye for now!"
Yeah. My heart pretty much stopped.
My grandma is taking care of Zoey while I'm away and I called her a million times in two minutes but no answer. At this point, I was in full on panic mode because what do I call the man and say? "Um hi, I'm so happy you found my dog but I'm actually in Albuquerque right now stuck on the tarmac and my grandma who is watching Zoey isn't answering her phone. Soooo, yeah. Enjoy my drowned rat dog until I get home!"
Colton tried to get me out of freak out mode and told me to call my mom who lives nearby. Thank God she answered her phone and was able to pick up Zoey and keep her safe and happy until I got home....which was three hours later than planned.
Long story short: Zoey and I both had really horrible traveling experiences yesterday. The thought of my little 2 pound fluffball looking like a drowned rat running around the streets in a thunderstorm still makes me shudder. My mom told me she looked like she had traveled 40 days and 40 nights when she picked her up. She was wet and covered in mud and dirt, my poor thing!
Oh, and in case you were wondering how she got out, the storm was so bad that the gate blew open from all of the wind. My grandma left her outside when she left around 3:30pm thinking I'd be home at 4pm to let her inside.
Anyways, I'm home safe, Zoey's home safe, and life is good!
I've got one more guest blogger for you tomorrow because I have a gazillion photos to upload from the trip.
So I'll see you back here on Tuesday!
P.S. You're going to get hear alllllllll about my vacation this week. Sorry I'm not sorry ;)
P.P.S. In case you're new to my blog, this is Zoey: