D L and K's Mom
<font color=blue>D, L and now baby Kennedy's mom!<
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Ok we were up and ready to go to the airport and we go down to the lobby to get on the shuttle bus for our ride to the airport. We are all tired, crabby, starving and unshowered. We do not have our luggage and we are missing our first day at WDW for this. We go down early and we are the first ones there for the shuttle. 15 year old DD is mad because she could have slept longer. After about 15 minutes more people start to arrive and I am pleased that I am not the only person with bed head and blanket marks on my face. Quite a few of us are wearing the latest in DELTA paper thin tee shirts. I am sure they will be next years fashion craze. I am so happy we have 7 of them!!! Yippee what is that...the SHUTTLE!!!!! The bus pulls up and we board first. We were there first and we have a wheelchair so we are on first. We get seats in the back and sit and wait. The bus starts to fill up fast. Among the passengers are some pilots and flight attendants (They are not wearing the latest in DELTA see -thru tee shirts) They are wearing freshly ironed uniforms, they have suitcases, makeup (well the ladies 
) and they smell wonderful. I notice that none of them have blanket marks on their faces. We are all crowded in and when the driver comes back ( I have no idea where he went except he went into the hotel) he announces that everyone has to have a seat. He will not be able to drive if people are standing up. Ok people get off......no one moves. No one is leaving....ATTENTION PEOPLE....some of you need to get off. All of a sudden one of the flight attendants announces,
" Someone needs to leave the shuttle and we cannot get out as we have a flight to catch".
(I say to myself ......HELLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOO ummmmm so do we.) I flinch but I am very quiet...I have a seat and I am staying put. One of the other people who is standing says something like,
"I was here before you and I also have a flight to catch".
OUCCCHHHHHHHHH this is going to get ugly!!! The flight attendant replies,
"We have a flight in one hour and it cannot leave with out us making us a little more important than you at this moment".
( Again I say to myself......Oh GOD did that really come out of her mouth....does she have a death wish???) We are all tired, we have all been bumped from our flights, we have been in the same clothes for hours...no you didnt just say that. A young man starts cursing and saying things like,
"who in the he** do you think you are? You are not any more important than we are you ******ing prima donna. We paid for our tickets and we will have to stand in line in security while you will walk up to the front and go through. We will have to go to the ticket counter and you won't . We will have to be at the airport at least 2 hours before our flights while you waited 1 hour....sorry ***** call your glass carriage to come and get you we are all staying put"!!!
Ok now I am getting a little anxious...I don't like the young man's choice of words but I agree......we are just as important as you... I mean we can't fly the plane but we were inconvienced and we are tired. Please someone help us. The pilot moves to the front of the bus...good god is he going to hijack it can he do that can he pilot a plane and a bus????? He whispers to the bus dirver who hops out and goes back into the hotel. Ok here is is he sent him away so there are no witness' he is going to take over the bus.
A few tense seconds later it is announced to us that another bus will be over in 5 minutes to pick up anyone who is willing to get off. Thank God about 10 people get off and we are on our way......please don't let these people be the flight crew for our flight. I don't want them to remember my face as one of the people who would not give up her seat!!!
We make it to our flight and we get on...pilot is a nice man....not the same hijacker from the bus We arrive in orlando after a nice flight and get our rental car (which I had to fight about because they wanted us to pay a huge price increase for because of the delay but it is all settled) off we go to WDW!!!! The girls take ME and DH and DS get in the car and go....we were going to do this so the luggage could go with the boys in the van but guess what.....no luggage........ I am trapped in my black velour sweat pants, my see thru Delta paper tee and my black velour sweat top for a little while longer (I look like a tired, hung over Golden Girl....my DD15 says the sweatsuit looks like something they would wear on that show..I love it is is comfortable to travel in...well, when it is not 89 degrees outside)
We arrive POR and check in. I am so disappointed after making arrangements trhought Special Services and requesting that we NOT be put in rooms 8019 and 8020 for the 3rd time we find our we are in 8018 and 8017....one room down. Agggggg I spoke to someone last night and we were told we would be in AB.....I thought I had it all set I spoke to a real live person who said it was all set.....Oh well we are so tired we just don;t care. We go to our rooms and guess what? The keys for 2 of the rooms don't work. We call and are told to go back. We do and they fix the problem. We go into our rooms and call and ask about the luggage and are told they will check on it. It should have come by ME last night. Our groceries from Gardern Grocer are in the luggage room (peanut butter, jelly, bread, medical supplies for DS, Adult diapers for DS etc). I go down to get them and there is our luggage too!!!! Ok wait a minute DMIL 's luggage is not here. Run, run for the hills this is going to be bad, very very bad. I go with the luggage and the groceries on a littel gofl cart with PETER . I feel bad for Peter as I am in the same clothing, I am unshowered after spending the night in a velour sweat suit and it si HOT outside. Peter and I chat and I tell him I am about to be killed. I have to deliver the news that all our luggage is there excpet DMIL. He laughs and says he will shield me. He delivers me and the groceries to our rooms and I notice he does not stick around to help deliver the news. DMIL is not happy, she is mad as Heck and wants to know who she should call, DELTA or the lobby or bell services. I tell her to give it an hour more and I will go down again. She decides to nap (do I have time to put some dramimine in her water?? nope, I decide it might be a good idea to run, run like the wind and hop the next flight home as if her luggage does not show up soon heads are going to roll!!!!!) I leave her room and check on my family. They are ok some are showering and some are watching Stacey on channel 18..."Look at all the lazy people in the lazy river!" Ok DH goes back to the lobby to check on DMIL's purple luggage. It is purple how hard can it be to find. He calls 15 minutes later HE HAS IT!!! It was in the luggage room sitting all alone. YEAH now we are all happy and our magical vacation can begin!!!! We are all going to lunch at MGM with the Little Einstiens......YIPPPPPPPEEEEE. Everyone is happy except DD15 who can't believe she has to eat with QUNICY and JUNE!!! next......"You Forgot the Diaper Bags Where????!!!!??"
) and they smell wonderful. I notice that none of them have blanket marks on their faces. We are all crowded in and when the driver comes back ( I have no idea where he went except he went into the hotel) he announces that everyone has to have a seat. He will not be able to drive if people are standing up. Ok people get off......no one moves. No one is leaving....ATTENTION PEOPLE....some of you need to get off. All of a sudden one of the flight attendants announces," Someone needs to leave the shuttle and we cannot get out as we have a flight to catch".
(I say to myself ......HELLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOO ummmmm so do we.) I flinch but I am very quiet...I have a seat and I am staying put. One of the other people who is standing says something like,
"I was here before you and I also have a flight to catch".
OUCCCHHHHHHHHH this is going to get ugly!!! The flight attendant replies,
"We have a flight in one hour and it cannot leave with out us making us a little more important than you at this moment".
( Again I say to myself......Oh GOD did that really come out of her mouth....does she have a death wish???) We are all tired, we have all been bumped from our flights, we have been in the same clothes for hours...no you didnt just say that. A young man starts cursing and saying things like,
"who in the he** do you think you are? You are not any more important than we are you ******ing prima donna. We paid for our tickets and we will have to stand in line in security while you will walk up to the front and go through. We will have to go to the ticket counter and you won't . We will have to be at the airport at least 2 hours before our flights while you waited 1 hour....sorry ***** call your glass carriage to come and get you we are all staying put"!!!
Ok now I am getting a little anxious...I don't like the young man's choice of words but I agree......we are just as important as you... I mean we can't fly the plane but we were inconvienced and we are tired. Please someone help us. The pilot moves to the front of the bus...good god is he going to hijack it can he do that can he pilot a plane and a bus????? He whispers to the bus dirver who hops out and goes back into the hotel. Ok here is is he sent him away so there are no witness' he is going to take over the bus.
A few tense seconds later it is announced to us that another bus will be over in 5 minutes to pick up anyone who is willing to get off. Thank God about 10 people get off and we are on our way......please don't let these people be the flight crew for our flight. I don't want them to remember my face as one of the people who would not give up her seat!!!We make it to our flight and we get on...pilot is a nice man....not the same hijacker from the bus
We arrive in orlando after a nice flight and get our rental car (which I had to fight about because they wanted us to pay a huge price increase for because of the delay but it is all settled) off we go to WDW!!!! The girls take ME and DH and DS get in the car and go....we were going to do this so the luggage could go with the boys in the van but guess what.....no luggage........ I am trapped in my black velour sweat pants, my see thru Delta paper tee and my black velour sweat top for a little while longer (I look like a tired, hung over Golden Girl....my DD15 says the sweatsuit looks like something they would wear on that show..I love it is is comfortable to travel in...well, when it is not 89 degrees outside)We arrive POR and check in. I am so disappointed after making arrangements trhought Special Services and requesting that we NOT be put in rooms 8019 and 8020 for the 3rd time we find our we are in 8018 and 8017....one room down. Agggggg I spoke to someone last night and we were told we would be in AB.....I thought I had it all set I spoke to a real live person who said it was all set.....Oh well we are so tired we just don;t care. We go to our rooms and guess what? The keys for 2 of the rooms don't work. We call and are told to go back. We do and they fix the problem. We go into our rooms and call and ask about the luggage and are told they will check on it. It should have come by ME last night. Our groceries from Gardern Grocer are in the luggage room (peanut butter, jelly, bread, medical supplies for DS, Adult diapers for DS etc). I go down to get them and there is our luggage too!!!! Ok wait a minute DMIL 's luggage is not here. Run, run for the hills this is going to be bad, very very bad. I go with the luggage and the groceries on a littel gofl cart with PETER . I feel bad for Peter as I am in the same clothing, I am unshowered after spending the night in a velour sweat suit and it si HOT outside. Peter and I chat and I tell him I am about to be killed. I have to deliver the news that all our luggage is there excpet DMIL. He laughs and says he will shield me. He delivers me and the groceries to our rooms and I notice he does not stick around to help deliver the news. DMIL is not happy, she is mad as Heck and wants to know who she should call, DELTA or the lobby or bell services. I tell her to give it an hour more and I will go down again. She decides to nap (do I have time to put some dramimine in her water?? nope, I decide it might be a good idea to run, run like the wind and hop the next flight home as if her luggage does not show up soon heads are going to roll!!!!!) I leave her room and check on my family. They are ok some are showering and some are watching Stacey on channel 18..."Look at all the lazy people in the lazy river!" Ok DH goes back to the lobby to check on DMIL's purple luggage. It is purple how hard can it be to find. He calls 15 minutes later HE HAS IT!!! It was in the luggage room sitting all alone. YEAH now we are all happy and our magical vacation can begin!!!! We are all going to lunch at MGM with the Little Einstiens......YIPPPPPPPEEEEE. Everyone is happy except DD15 who can't believe she has to eat with QUNICY and JUNE!!!
next......"You Forgot the Diaper Bags Where????!!!!??"
