Snafu-free travels. Or, Kevin's quick thinking and smooth rapport saved Christmas.

HEY!

We're home!

It is a blessed fucking miracle that we made it to Virginia and back. Last Saturday morning at DIA was unlike any airport experience I have ever had. We got there 3 hours in advance and it still wasn't enough time. We waited in the line for Frontier for over an hour, waited in security for another hour, then were told that we still had another 2 hours in security to go. The line wrapped all the way around the entire terminal! Maybe this is old news to some of you. But jesus! It was total insanity. Luckily we both got through to Frontier on our cell phones while in line to ask what we should do, because clearly we were not making our flight. My lady said there was nothing we could do, but Kevin's lady told us to get out of line and go back upstairs and find a Frontier agent immediately. So, that's what we did and lo and behold, Kevin found a very nice lady named ROSIE who walked us straight past everyone in the 3 hour security line and straight through to our gate. I literally cried. What a relief. Unfortunately our plane was half empty because of all the people still stuck in lines.

If you're ever in that situation heed my advice: Do not wait in line! Go find someone and tell them you need to get on your flight PRONTO. Apparently they walk people through all the time. Well, not all the time....Rosie told us she wasn't supposed to do it since they were so slammed with people, but she "wasn't doing anything at the moment, so why not?" She also had just gotten in and hadn't been stranded or working during all the apeshit closed-airport craziness, so she was still in cheerful mode.

And guess when we got back? Last night at 8 PM. They did not cancel our flight, thankfully. But let me tell you, I was freaking out on landing. There was close to no visability, turbulence, and we landed on straight up 3 inches of snow, no pavement in sight. I seriously do not know how they were getting planes in and out of there.

Anyway, I've never been so happy to be home in my life! We picked Lucy up this morning from the dawg pound and now we're all cozied up at home once again, as neither of us had to work today because of the snow. By the time I get back to work I will have had 2 weeks off, but only have had to take 2 vacation days.

Oh yeah, and the rest of the trip was good, but you'll have to hear about that later.