I Blame Obama

Our little family has hit another busy streak. The kids and I haven't seen Eric for a week. We left early Friday morning for Sioux Falls and he left on a business trip to Chicago while we were gone. He was supposed to come home last night. Sam and I were going to stay up to see him.

Eric was at O'Hare about an hour before his flight when his flight was canceled. No warning, no reasons given. He spent the next two hours dealing with the airport, his job's travel agency, his boss, area hotels, and me (and my internet connection). He ended up back at the hotel he had just left but this time he was traveling light. (He asked the airline where his bag was. 'On the next available flight, sir,' they sneered condescendingly. So Eric's bag got to Rochester last night while he was stuck in Chicago.)

At one point during this ordeal, after he had arrived at his hotel, he sent me a picture on my phone. I could tell he was looking out his hotel window and it was a picture of a big airplane. I didn't understand the significance until he explained that Air Force One was right outside his hotel. We're assuming clearance for the President's plane was more important than the evening's puddle-jumper flights. FINE.

We are all exhausted. Sam and I can't sleep when Eric isn't home. Matilda is miserable without her dad. She calls for him throughout the day. She even snuggled with me sadly the last time I tried to explain that he was gone. We don't work without Eric!

He should be at O'Hare right now. We are praying he gets on the 7:50 flight which means the kids and I will be at the airport at 9:00. Cruelly, he has to go right to work. The kids will see him tonight but I have a Board meeting.

None of this would have happened if we hadn't elected someone who wasn't even born in this country.

***Update 1: UGH! The 7:50 flight was canceled!!! Now he's at the airport just waiting and hoping he gets on the 9:00 flight.

***Update 2: The 9:00 flight had a gate change and was pushed to 9:15.