Good Ole Irene

Well hello there ladies and gents, and welcome to my brand new blog. Today was my scheduled flight to DC however it has been (wait for it.....drum roll.....)CANCELLED! I flew from California to SLC for a 30 minute lay over. After boarding the plane that was to take me to Washington D.C. the pilot was notified that Good Ole Irene (aka the hurricane sweeping the east coast) had increased in intensity and we would be unable to fly there safely.We exited the plane and I proceeded to reschedule my flight, I will be leaving tomorrow at 2:15pm and arriving in DC around 10:30pm east coast time. Here comes the great part though, I am in SALT LAKE! At first I was worried but luckily I have two AWESOME friends who live in Salt Lake. Brittany rode to my rescue in her deep blue ride (aka the Van) and I will be staying with them for the evening. Everything worked out really well, now I get to say goodbye to the Gevas's (previously I was unable to do so because of conflicting schedules), I have a bed to sleep in, food to eat and I will have a packed lunch for the trip tomorrow! Plus I am surrounded by sweet little girls who love giving hugs and tickles (Katie and Ella, Britts two little girls who are ADORABLE!) I was also able to witness (as I people watched and awaited my hero at the airport) several reunions. I witnessed a missionary return from South America. A woman arrive home from the military (her entire family awaited her including her husband who gave her a yellow rose and was dressed to kill), a newlywed couple reunite after a long trip apart, and quite a few dads returning home to their small but sweet little families (both were greeted by their daughters with a run and jump!). Each was unique and special, and while it may have been slightly creepy of me it was neat to see so much love in my one little corner of the airport.



After a 5 hour nap on the Gevas couch, they took me out to the Spaghetti Factory for dinner and it was AWESOME! I had no idea the decor was so cool, it felt like old italy or a mob bosses house (because they are easily interchangeable haha). There was a trolly in the center of the restaurant, mismatched chairs and awesome chandeliers. Needless to say it was pretty amazing. Add that to the delicious clam sauced pasta I devoured (I was previously too nervous about the trip to eat so it had been a good 14-15 waking hours since I'd eaten), and the FREE glass I got with my dinner I am one happy camper.

Well, bye for now! Next time you hear from me I will hopefully have arrived safely in Washington DC and maybe I will even get to witness the tail end of Good Ole Irene, my very first hurricane experience (gotta love those hurricanes!).