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Jul. 30th, 2007 05:51 pmWe had quite the fiasco at the airport. Chris' flight was almost an hour late. Once he arrived, we soon discovered that his luggage hadn't come with him. We'll have to go back and get that when the airport calls us. Chris brought me a Beijing Starbucks mug (to match my Xian mug). He knows I love the huge Starbucks mugs with the custom city on them. So, what did I do? I left it at the airport. Ack!
As we walk out to the car, MIL realizes she has locked the keys in the van (she drove the new van and I drove the old van so we'd have enough cars to cover the luggage need...which was a moot point because the luggage wasn't even there!) We all drove home in the old van only to discover that BOTH sets of keys were locked in the van. Call the insurance and arrange for a locksmith, go wait at the airport for the locksmith. Locksmith is a half hour late.
This gave Chris and I plenty of time to talk. He kept saying "We need to move right away. This is crazy, living with my mom." *grin* Welcome to my world! I know he's just talking and he'll still want to rest up and not hop into the car straight away. But I do feel a bit better knowing he instantly realized the difficulty of the situation.
Finally the van was unlocked, but we decided to go into the airport one last time to see if his luggage had arrived. It hadn't, but I did find my Starbucks mug. Someone had turned it into a Delta desk.
There really are some good people in this world. I'm so glad I didn't lose it, after he carried it all the way across the world for me. Plus, Petey's Pokemon cards were in the bag and I think that would have been the true tragedy, if he realized I'd lost his cards.
That's the end of the airport adventures. Onto Petey's dental appointment: No work was done today. The dentist said he needs three pulpatomies (which are the kid version of a root canal). Total bill will be $1000. She also thinks we need to get it done asap and not wait until we move to Spokane and have insurance. *sigh* what to do, what to do. The dentists seem convinced that the damage is so bad that he stands the risk of completely losing three of his teeth. Can I risk waiting a few more weeks to save money? These are baby teeth we're talking about after all. Hard decisions.
As we walk out to the car, MIL realizes she has locked the keys in the van (she drove the new van and I drove the old van so we'd have enough cars to cover the luggage need...which was a moot point because the luggage wasn't even there!) We all drove home in the old van only to discover that BOTH sets of keys were locked in the van. Call the insurance and arrange for a locksmith, go wait at the airport for the locksmith. Locksmith is a half hour late.
This gave Chris and I plenty of time to talk. He kept saying "We need to move right away. This is crazy, living with my mom." *grin* Welcome to my world! I know he's just talking and he'll still want to rest up and not hop into the car straight away. But I do feel a bit better knowing he instantly realized the difficulty of the situation.
Finally the van was unlocked, but we decided to go into the airport one last time to see if his luggage had arrived. It hadn't, but I did find my Starbucks mug. Someone had turned it into a Delta desk.
There really are some good people in this world. I'm so glad I didn't lose it, after he carried it all the way across the world for me. Plus, Petey's Pokemon cards were in the bag and I think that would have been the true tragedy, if he realized I'd lost his cards.
That's the end of the airport adventures. Onto Petey's dental appointment: No work was done today. The dentist said he needs three pulpatomies (which are the kid version of a root canal). Total bill will be $1000. She also thinks we need to get it done asap and not wait until we move to Spokane and have insurance. *sigh* what to do, what to do. The dentists seem convinced that the damage is so bad that he stands the risk of completely losing three of his teeth. Can I risk waiting a few more weeks to save money? These are baby teeth we're talking about after all. Hard decisions.