A Trip

So I had a trip for work to Rapid City. I do this every year. They were expecting a blizzard Friday but I was going to be ok because my flight was Sunday afternoon. The snowstorm would all be over and I would be fine. (I love traveling confirmed.)

Sunday I had my bags packed, I saw that the two morning flights were cancelled but mine was fine and there was another later one for backup.

Then I got a call.  My flight was cancelled.  I called a friend at the airline.  No space on the later flight.  I went to the airport and picked up a car.  Before I got out of town I got a call that I had been rebooked on the late flight.  I returned the car.   I parked myself at the club in the airport and settled in until my buddy who works at the club (how else would I be able to get into the club?) had a break so we could lunch together.  Everything was going to work fine.

Then I got a call.  The late flight was cancelled.  I wasn't really sure what to do so I had lunch with my buddy.

Then I had an epiphany.  I would rent a car, pick up Boy-child and drive to Rapid City.  I could do it if I had his company and help!

Boy-child and I are a great road trip team.  We had fun.  Good conversation.  Crazy adventure.

And then, the next morning, one of my co-workers missed the bit about my driving companion being my son.  She thought he was my boyfriend.  When Boy-child showed up for lunch she stared at him, mouth gaping open, and she said to herself, "Boy, Soxanne's not doin' bad!"

What a great laugh we had at that!

One person had to join the conference via face-time.  I'm glad I didn't have to join via face-time.  I like going to this conference every year.

Boy-child flew home Monday night.  I got back home tonight in time to go to the cemetery, have a couple of tacos and appreciate just how bad that Dracula movie really is.