~`_ The Spirit of the Eagle speaks into the soul _'~

I got my bag back tonight so now I can expound about my last day in Texas and the journey home.

Saturday started a bit slower than Friday. We hung around the house for a bit before heading out to the art museum. It was so great. I was getting filled with creative ideas at every turn. There was an awesome digital moving exhibit called City Glow by Chiho Aoshima. OMG! It was amazing. We got to see a whole heap of art. Myclette, her hubby, and her daughter were all there.

After, we split off into different directions. Her hubby went to the movies, her daughter to grandmom's, and we headed out to get Environgirl and hit up the Chinese buffet. The food there was awesome. I had enough sushi to last me till my next craving haha. After that we all headed to the karaoke bar where we met up with a bunch of other bloggers *that I mentioned before*. Fave and Eve came in a bit later, but not by much. It was so much fun. I sang Fiona Apple's Criminal and Reba McIntyre's Why Haven't I Heard From You. I also made friends with the fantastic DJ Charlie. Such good times!

Alas, it was finally time to go home. The next day I would be heading out to my plane to go home...or so I thought.

Sunday started nice enough. We went to the store and bought some Blue Bell ice cream as well as a new do for me. We headed back to the house for lunch. Cajun style spaghetti cooked by Myclette's husband ... talk about delicious!!! I like to died ha. The ice cream was great, too. I was already packed up, so we headed out to the airport and got there in plenty of time.

They left me at the Delta gate and went home. I had to go in and find that my flight had been delayed. Turns out I would have to sit from 4pm to after 6 to get on my flight. I missed my connecting flight by ONE MINUTE and had to get a new flight rerouting me to Philly instead of Delaware so I could get picked up by my husband who had to work today. I went through 2 lines for 2 more hours of fun getting my flight and hotel situated, getting some food, then having to check in at the hotel with at least 100 other people after we FINALLY got on the shuttle to the hotel. I didn't get to bed till after midnight. *4 hours after we landed in ATL*. This morning everything went fine with the flight. It was packed to the brim.

Hubby and I had a time getting back to our car, but an hour later we were in it heading to the Delaware airport to get my bag which hadn't reached them yet. HOW ANNOYING >__< I had to wait till the flight I would have taken at 3pm to Delaware landed to see if my bag was on it. I got notified at 7:20pm that it was at the terminal and I went to pick it up an hour later. Thank God it came on the plane it was set to be on or I would have been beside myself.

I can't describe the feelings I had last night. I couldn't even speak without my voice being raspy from trying to hold back screams and sobs. I kept my cool mostly, other than a few tears of frustration. All in all Texas was great. I dont want to be on another plane for at least another year.