Saturday, December 29, 2012

Delay, Delay, Delay

We are coming back from FL and are in hour 2.5 of a 4.5 hour delay. We were supposed to leave at 6, land at 8--well within Lis's bedtime limits. It's now 9pm and an almighty fit is being pitched, and we're not leaving anytime soon, and all she wants is her bed or even a damn dark room that's quiet. SHE WANTS TO SLEEP. AIRTRAN WHY ATE YOU STOPPING HER FROM SLEEPING.

Shoot me now, y'all.


Grace said...

Are, not ate. Auto correct fail.

CP said...

Oh geez! So sorry!