I made it!

I made it back to the States.
Exhaustion has set in.
Send letters of love and admiration for all I have accomplished! :)

Yep, I'm at the Rents' house. I made it in one piece and so did the animals and the girls.

The morning of travel started out much like any other. The day was lovely, the bags were put in the car with no problem-o, I had a cute travel outfit on with matching accessories. My daughters were in cute little matching outfits...one with a bow in her hair and one with a cute clip. We were a go. We get almost to the airport front door and I turn to the Capt and ask if he has our tickets. We turn back around and head home at - warp speed one - to get them. Let the fighting commence. I won't say who was being pissy at this point and time but it tweren't me folks! We get to the airport in plenty of time with tickets in hand. We check the animals in. A few tears flow as I see my dog on the Conveyor Belt of Terror. We get to our seats on the plane and my Boo-Bear is seated next to The Booger Picker and Flicker of Nightmares. Cue the panic on her part. He finally gets all cleaned out and the plane takes off. Fate is trying to hit me with it's best shot. Bring it on fate. Bring. It. On. We get to Seoul after a lovely 30 minute flight to run to baggage claim. I need to find the pets and get them re-checked. Let me say at this point that the Korean people are helpful...and lovely...lovely...and helpful. Thank you Mr. Reading The Newspaper About Our Tainted Beef guy for all your help!! Kisses! The pets were located and re-checked. More tears. Wipe tears and off to breakfast! We eat and head straight to our gate, where we sit for two hours til we can board. As the people in wheelchairs are being put on the plane I send Middle Daughter to the nearest Behind The Counter person to ask if the animals are on board. He ignores her. I get all OH NO HE DIDN'T JUST IGNORE MY BABY and walk over "calmly" to explain the importance of knowing if my dog is safely on board. He pulls us behind the velvet rope of no return, motions for me to hold on and gets out his walkie talkie thus insuring me of his greatness. He informs us that animals are indeed a go and then tells me I can board now.....ahead of first class. Oh yeah baby. I don't know why they let us go first but I gotta tell ya, the other 8 bazillion people who were waiting like cattle to get on board were none to happy. I was a woman traveling with two young girls, two pets, a headache and "Aunt Flo" had come for a visit. I was on the edge and it wasn't gonna be pretty. I got us to our seats....all together thank you fab-u-lus husband...we got belted and I called for a glass of wine. I was told we had to be airborne for the wine drinking to commence. sigh. We got to Chicago after a 14 hour flight. I grab the girls and knockdown old ladies to get to customs before the hoards. After customs we head to baggage claim where I must say.....Toto, we weren't in Kansas anymore and people were rude. I had to climb over about 6 people to get to my luggage. My animals, by this time, had been in a kennel for 20 hours with no potty break or water. I NEEDED TO GET MY LUGGAGE AND GET THEM OUTTA THERE! We still had to find the airport vet so she could look over my paperwork before I was allowed to leave. I had to ring a bell on the wall for the vet. I don't think she appreciated the fact that when she did not magically appear after 5 minutes I got antsy and just held the button down. :) Paper work was approved in 2 minutes and we were free. I ripped off the tape on the dogs kennel, ran her across the street for her to go potty and climbed in my mom's car where I promptly started searching for my Valium. Then the girls and I all high-fived each other cause dog gone-it we had done it! We were women...hear us roar!!!!
Thank you for all your comments of support!!! I love you long time!!!! Today we are going to a small town to shop like my momma taught me. I will take pictures of our fabulousness!!
Peace out my peeps!!!