Well, I am home.
Yesterday was absolutely fabulous! Emily, Cooper, and Becki - there are all wonderful, beautiful women and I felt honored to meet them in person. Except, I forgot my camera and didn't get a picture! Bad me. Oh well.
The flight there was absolutely wonderful and smooth and the day with them was wonderful - but you know the saying time flies when you are having fun? Yeah. It was much too true yesterday! The day flew by. And it was time to go back to the airport and fly home.
I won't go into detail about the flight home. I will tell you Chicago got hit with heavy storms last night, we had a minor delay in taking off, our plane should have landed at about 8:20 and we really landed at 9:00 - we circled the airport and had 4 landing attempts during that 40 minute interval. I am not above admitting that when we finally landed I was shaking (literally) and when I called my husband I just burst into tears. Let's just say the last 40 minutes wasn't smooth and the last 20 or so minutes were just completely intense. But I'm home. I made it. Safe and sound. But for real, my flying phobia, well, it just got kicked up a notch.