This one is really not my fault

The saga continues, but this time, it's not my stupidity. It's my dear husband's dyslexia. The earliest flight we could get out of Dallas was 5:10 pm, but had to check out of our hotel at noon. And we had shopped for cowboy boots as much as we could stand, so there was nothing to do but hang out at the airport all afternoon. So we returned the rental car, checked our bags and got our boarding passes, went through security and started strolling around. Got something to eat, read, watched the news, tried in vain to get a wireless internet connection (who designed that airport, anyway?), and got very bored. We had walked down to our gate which was all the way at the far end of the terminal (aren't they always?), and it was so hot down there we couldn't stand it. So we decided to sit up in the middle of the terminal until our boarding time, which was printed on our boarding passes, usually about 20 minutes before flight time. Now, I don't wear a watch, so I was counting on Ben to watch the time, which he did diligently. Eventually we met up with a Christian couple and sat talking with them for a while. As they were leaving I got my cell phone out to check the time and it said 5:43 (remember our flight time?). I got that horrible feeling in my stomach - you know what I'm talking about - and said to Ben, "Honey, I have a horrible feeling. . ." and told him I thought we might have missed our flight. He said, "No, our boarding time is 5:40. Isn't it?" Out came the passes and no, our boarding time was 4:50. Our flight and our bags were long gone, halfway to DC. So we started laughing. I'm sure God was in it, because of all the flights that day (they fly this route every hour), there was not one seat available, but there just happened to be two seats on the 7:10. Of course that one left from a different terminal, but at that point we would have rented mules to get there. Found our gate and sat until they called for boarding, and wound up sitting with a great Christian guy and had awesome fellowship for 3+ hours, even if the engine was right outside our window (I'm not kidding). God is so good.

Anyway, I'm going to get pics on a CD this afternoon, so hopefully I'll get some posted tonight.

Be thankful ~

Karen