Atlanta Airport Hostage

Let me clarify, I haven't been watching CNN or anything, when I refer to the Atlanta Airport Hostage I'm speaking of my poor hubs who begrudgidly packed his bags and boarded a plane to Houston early last week. After departing ALB at 6:00am on Tuesday morning he had two connections, and was to arrive in Houston by 3pm. The day was looking promising, but then the Atlanta airport took him hostage. For this iw where he sat, and sat, and sat, and sat, and sat...until the flight to Houston was cancelled so after 7 quality hours spent admiring the walls of the Atlanta airport he was shuttled off to the lovely Comfort Inn where no WiFi exists to wait until dawn the next day and the hopes of a flight to the hot, humid, buggy state of TX. Thankfully at 9:30am on day two of the journey he arrived.  needless to say the trip he didn't want to take started to feel a little like Planes, Trains and Automobiles...

In preparing for Daddy's return Abbey wanted to draw him a picture. She was so excited to know that Daddy was coming home, I took her picture to send to Daddy:

Of course Michael's travel troubles didn't end there because I wouldn't be blogging about it if it did.  Michael happily boarded the plane headed for home on Friday afternoon only to sit on the tarmac at Houston hobby for a number of hours, missing his connecting flight through...you guessed it, Altanta.

When I told little Miss that Daddy wasn't going to be home when she woke up in the morning to watch cartoons with her this was the face I got:

Needless to say this is when my calm, cool and collected husband lost it and officially launched Planes, Trains and Automobiles the Sequel...Since I wasn't there to record it you'll have to imagine Michael as Steve Martin from the first film:

DISCLAIMER: If you're offended by the F word you won't want to watch this clip...

After Michael's "traveltastic" week we're just glad he's home safe and sound!

P.S. We won't ever be flying on Delta through Atlanta.