Down with UNITED!!!

No.... not "being United" but the AIRLINE... United Air. To update everyone, I went to Boston this weekend to be with family and friends for New Years. The trip to Boston went great, and I only got in 11 minutes late. (For Boston, not bad timing) Dave L picked me up at the airport, took me to see my mom, I took him to lunch, and then he took me to meet Jay and the rest of the gang at Hit Catcher. That ROCKED! Jay you are AWESOME! lol.
The weekend was a blur of speding time with my mom shopping (I got some GREAT stuff for my husband! NO DAVID! I'm NOT TELLING!) and then there was the New Years Party with Dave, Heather, Mary, and all of the wonderful people wearing lots of black leather. It was a BLAST. As soon as I have a picture of the "Ice Luge" that became my downfall with Malibu rum, I will post it. This thing was like a beer bong for shots, and it iced your shot at the same time. Needless to say, I was a little wasted, but greatly enjoyed my New Years.
The Following day, I had lunch with Heather and Dave. Saying goodbye to them was very hard because I really missed them and I always enjoy speding time with them. They are great people who I am glad to call my friends. I also did some last minute shopping with my mom... it's how we bond! lol

THEN CAME HELL DAY

My day today started at 0230. My shuttle to the airport picked me up at 0245, and had me to the airport by 0400. So far, so good. I get checked in for my flight, get through security, pick up a coffee and wait for my flight. Once on the plane, things start to slow down. The airspace is full.... so we have a 30 minute delay. This will give me 30 minutes in Washington DC to get to my next flight. Cutting it close, but I could do it. Then, we get clear and.... the right engine craps out. We don't move for another 45 minutes while the mechanics fix the engine. By this point, I am never going to make my flight. I figure "I'll catch the next one.... cna't be to long".... was I ever wrong.
We get to DC as my other flight is leaving. I get to the customer service desk, only to have them tell me that the next flight out to Jacksonville isn't until 425pm. *Groans* So I suck it up and deal... I shop, eat, and call David in Iraq. Then I get to my gate. it's 4pm....then 415pm... then 430pm... my flight arrives at 450pm, deplanes, and we take off... 45 mintue late. *the only GOOD part was that I had 2 seats to myself!*
Finally arriving in JAX (Thinking things couldn't possibly be worse) I go down to collect my bags. The belt goes round a few times.... and stops. I have no luggage. To make things worse... ALL of the stuff I bought for my husband is in those bags. *CRIES* I go to the counter, and for some reason, my bags are still in DC. I should have them tomorrow. Then I drive home (2 hrs north of JAX) in the rain, listening to reports of the tornado that is just south of Savannah going "PLEASE NO!!!!" Making it home with little incident, I get a visit from a couple guys in Daves unit who are home from Iraq! And now, I am going to bed... I have been upi almost 22 hours.... and my day sucked. So Down with United. I'm never flying to Boston again.