Life With My Soldier

It's late and I'm still very tired, but we just got our internet back working this evening so thankfully I've been able to get on here and catch up a little (very little, but still).

We made it back from our trip safely. It was definitely not a smooth trip and I wouldn't recommend flying with an infant to anybody. I mean, it's shorter than driving, but that's about the only pro I can think of at the moment. Ryan did ok, he slept that majority of the time but hauling all his stuff (to include a stroller that he refused to ride in) all over creation was taxing. Not to mention, my sister's afraid to fly. Our plane was delayed. By the time we got there I was so tired I went to the wrong rental car counter. We got lost. Ryan would not sleep when we finally got the hotel (I got 3 hrs that night). The next morning was ok, we went to the graduation and got Eric (YAY!). Our flight out wasn't until 11:30 p.m. so we went to Seattle and piddled around. We went to the space needle (I'll post pictures later, if I can remember). It's very pretty there. Well from 10:30 a.m. to 11:30 p.m. is a long time to piddle and Seattle is expensive, so we went to the airport at 6:30. From 6:30 to 11:30 in an airport is an even longer time. It's even longer when the plane is delayed until 12:30. It's even longer when your sister complains about sitting in the airport for that long and it's even longer when she goes to look at magazines and ends up calling you telling you she accidentally left the secured part and can't get in until you bring her boarding pass and you get mad at her lol.

When we boarded the plane a guy comes running back and about knocks Ryan out of Eric's arms so he can get to the bathroom to throw up (he's drunk). Then the guy across the isle from us throws up all over himself. At least the first guy had the decency to go to the bathroom. Geez. So, the flight attendants put coffee on it (surprisingly it did work a little) and made him use his blanket to cover it. Oh how lovely. I really think they should have kicked them off the plane but what do I know?

We made it home safely though and Ryan only woke up once on the flight to Dallas. A long long long trip, but we're home and back together. I'm so glad. I'm still resting up from a long month but at least I'm getting to rest. It's so nice to have him home. It's so nice to be back together and to see my two handsomes interact together. I love it, it's the way it's supposed to be.