Splendid...

(Note: Sarcasm)

So Neil just called.

I was supposed to pick him up at the airport tonight. Supposed.

Neither of us paid enough attention to his itenerary to notice that the flight was yesterday. (He usually flies in on say, Tuesday, and flies back on the same day of the next week.) He even went to the airport this morning, and didn't find out about the flight until he got there. The soonest he can get on one again is Thursday morning! He's supposed to get in around 5, and the Sacramento Airport is about an hour away. Dinner at Dad's is at 4. There goes that idea.

So this morning I'm bummed. Not only am I still itchy from the unknown rash, but I don't get to pick Neil up tonight, AND, the first holiday we were going to spend together with MY family, we won't...

Great start today eh?