Ok, so the idiot lands at the PBI airport at 1:30 today and sits there... and sits there... and sits there...Never once does he bother to get up and check the flights screen to see if the flight he and the kids are leaving on is on time or whatever... So, he calls to tell me he's there, and although his and the kid's scheduled flight out isn't until 640, I can bring the kids to the airport anytime... Have you ever sat in an airport with 3 ancy kids for 4 or 5 hours? Whatever... He's a glutton for punishment, who am I to argue? So, around 3 I take the kids to him at the airport. The plan was that he would get them dinner there and then fly to atlanta, have a snack and land in Louisville by midnight. So, I pull up to the Delta terminal and he's not even out there... Big surprise. Next big surprise? The guy at the desk tells me that they might not be going anywhere. The flight they are supposed to leave on is seriously delayed and won't even be getting into Atlanta until almost 11. The connecting flight leave atlanta at 9 something. So... I could have kept the kids at home until he worked it all out, but nooooooo.... Because he's too stupid to bother checking the flights. So, 15 minutes later he comes walking up and when I ask if he is aware of the status of his flight, he looks at me like I am speaking a foreign language... Anyway... Whatever.. He and the kids are at the airport and he can deal with it.
Now, my wonderful, intelligent, sweet, kind, generous, warm, caring, sexy, loving, smart, husband and I are flying out for Jersey at the buttcrack of dawn tomorrow. While my 15 year old will be having the house basically to himself for the weekend... Hmmm... Wonder how smart that makes us???
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