So I am sitting in the concourse at the Atlanta Airport.. Sitting in the hall under one of those illuminated ads-utilizing what is I come to find out a dead plug. Boo Atlanta. But I am commited. My stuff is on the floor. So here I sit. Charging my computer and my ipod before I leave. Not.
Crazy busy day today. Both suitcases packed-2/3 stuff for kids. The rest for me. Vacuum packed clothes and needs.
Fun trip to the ATL with Penny, Cole and the ever mysterious Mr. Stephens. Ha J Stopped at the Dwarf House for dinner. Always a treat.
Have to check in at Delta for my flight. Couldn’t check in at the kiosk because of some mess up with my flight segments. So I have to see an agent.
So I go to kiosk assistance. Nope- go down to the end for international. So I go down to the end of the airport where it says KLM Delta. Nope. Go back over “THERE” oh….that row that you cannot see when you come from the other way with NO signage to indicate it is International…Hmm I thought all these agents with KLM behind them would work. Dumb me.
Potty stop to put on my pants. So question- If you go to the restroom but don’t GO do you actually stop and wash your hands? Or run the risk of someone noticing you didn’t. Then seeing that person is your neighbor on the airplane? Well I didn’t wash since I didn’t touch a thing in that bathroom (no doors J) so judge on you judgersons…if you see me next too you I promise I won’t touch you with my possibly “unclean” hands. Trust me. I am a washer.
Anyway. I’m going to save battery… I will post after my arrival and trek into Amsterdam.
Thank you so much for the prayers. They mean so much. You guys blew up my phone today with emails texts and twits. I will be stopping data service on my phone before I leave today. But party on with texts. I will get them. Even if I don’t respond.
Love to you bloggies. I appreciate you.
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