I'm leavin' on a jet plane...

Russell and I said goodbye to our family and drove one hour and 45 minutes to the airport this afternoon. Jennie and one of her friends came with us.

We went to the ticket counter and told the woman that we were flying to Salt Lake City. She tried looking up our reservation and kept saying, "Are you sure? I'm not seeing you here." I knew she'd eventually find the reservation so I brushed it off.

Finally, she said, "Here it is. Um, your reservation is for tomorrow."

I stared at her. As I was about to ask if she was sure when I realized she was right. I did make the reservation for Thursday. Why did I think that the flight was today?

Russell looked at me and said, "So how long do I get to make fun of you for this? Is there a statue of limitations?" I rolled my eyes and put my hands over my face. 'You are so dumb!' I thought to myself.

I asked the woman if there was room on today's flight. As she checked, I said to Russell, "You know if I saw this on Airline, I would just laugh at the people and call them stupid. Now I'm those people!"

They flight was oversold but I wanted to take the chance--I really didn't want to make the hour and 45 minute drive home. Russell didn't want to get stuck in Chicago on a layover and convinced me to go back home.