It would have been a post on the order of "only 4 hours until she's on the ground! I hope the month goes well!" and stuff like that.
Then, my phone rang. It was her mother, calling from France. My houseguest (temporarily adopted daughter?)'s plane was delayed in Paris, and it looks like she'll miss her connection from Detroit to Minneapolis. My panic has only grown...
Instead of arriving at 4, it looks like she won't arrive until 6. And that is only if the airline is sensible, and puts her on the 5pm flight out of Detroit!
Now I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop....
