Airport Delays...expect, plan for, and learn to love 'em

Sooooo, Colin and I were supposed to go to Birmingham this past Wednesday for a nice little summer trip. I searched and searched to find a direct flight and finally found one out of Laguardia at 2:50pm. Well, I think everybody knows you take a risk in getting an afternoon flight, but I thought it was better to get a 3 hour direct flight than to get an early morning MINIMUM 5 hour flight (with stops). WRONG. Turns out the reason for our delay couldn't be helped (it was due to weather, horrible thunderstorms), but you just never know. Anyway, Colin and I spent a lovely afternoon in the airport followed by an even better time in rush hour traffic through Manhattan to get home. But again, I have a wonderful tempered son. I was actually the one that had a mini-meltdown! And he was sweet and wonderful making me smile the whole time. This picture was taken around hour 4 of our delay (yes, that's right, we had already spent 4 hours in the airport at this point)....as you can see he's happily munching away on french fries.

We hope to reschedule and see all the Birmingham folks in September!