He’s home! After being re-routed to St. Louis, sitting on the tarmac for 3 hours, then deposited at Kansas City airport — where his scheduled driver wasn’t waiting — VH made it home. Unfortunately, his golf clubs didn’t.
And yes, he still snores: best night’s sleep I’ve had in ages!
Thursday, August 9th, 2007, 9:26 am | 
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August 9, 2007 at 11:00 am
Yay!
August 9, 2007 at 11:28 am
Glad he made it home okay. Wasn’t Flight Tracker able to keep you up to date on where the plane was? I’ve had very good luck with it generally when my husband is traveling.
August 9, 2007 at 11:33 am
The big lug hadn’t given me his flight info! Thankfully, I happen to be very good at tossing his desk drawers and was able to find a scrap of paper with the airline and flight number written on it.
August 9, 2007 at 11:36 am
I’m sorry to hear he flew Northwest… Oh, you didn’t say did you?
August 9, 2007 at 11:57 am
It was United, actually.
August 9, 2007 at 1:33 pm
Is it bad that I kind of giggled when I read that his clubs didn’t make it home?
August 9, 2007 at 1:35 pm
No. I had a hard time keeping a straight face, too.
August 9, 2007 at 2:21 pm
Dammit. The golf clubs just made it home.