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Really?!?

We had a wonderful trip, which I will talk about in detail once my current mood improves. We left the ship at 9 this morning, enjoyed an hour on a bus, then took 3 flights to get home (at 9 pm) all to find that our luggage hadn't exactly came with us. And even worse, the airline has noooo idea where it is.

But wait, this gets better. We'd heard about some tornados in Oklahoma while we were gone but you don't see the news on the ship, so we had no idea... Apparently, we got damage from the tornados and the hail. Fun times when you come home and survey how much will need to be fixed and replaced in the coming weeks. We have roof damage in several places, almost all sides of our fence are currently being propped up, and lots of the landscaping we just worked on before we left is now decorating the neighboring town.

All the while, I'll be wearing my clothing I didn't see worth packing, wearing no makeup, and possibly smelling a little since we don't have any deodorant. Awesome! But seriously, we had an excellent time on the cruise and I really will talk about it soon and post pictures... (Just pray for my pregnancy temper to remain under control tomorrow while dealing with the airline.)

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  1. Oh no, I am sooo sorry to hear about your house! AND YOUR LUGGAGE! What a crappy way to come home...I can't wait to hear about the cruise, glad you had fun!

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  2. OMG! So sorry. I hope your bags turn up soon. The same thing happened to us...but on the way to our honeymoon in Costa Rica! Nothing like being on your honeymoon with no clothes (which the airline seemed to think was really funny!).

    Glad to hear you had a great trip. Post some pics soon!

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  3. UGH...what a pain!
    Be thankful that they didn't lose on the way THERE.
    Sorry about the house =(

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  4. I'm glad your trip went well but Oh no! I live here in Ok. also and yes we have had quite the long bout of crap weather going through here. I'm so sorry to hear your house got damage. I guess its good you weren't home though.
    I hope things get fixed easily.

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  5. Let that pregnancy temper flare! Airlines loosing luggage is annoying. So are tornadoes. Glad the actual trip was great! Can't wait to hear about it.

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