Ok – so here is the problem.
Delivered by my Eldest son yesterday afternoon I arrived in good time to check in for my flight out of Calgary to Chicago. But no. I am not particularly religious but one of my favourite sayings is: God Said No. Well, God said NO. For the first time EVER my flight was cancelled. I have been delayed for hours and hours before but never cancelled. I cannot remember being cancelled EVER in my life and I have been flying to and fro for YEARS. I struggled not to take it personally.
No warning at all. I was Suffering from Altitude Blissfullness and had not even thought to check and worry about the weather. After all, the weather in Canmore and Calgary was glorious. The weather in Chicago was cool and clear. But the weather in DENVER (where my plane was grounded) was Terrible.
(Yes this was the view from my hotel window). So I was cancelled. And, in short order, rebooked on the second flight out the next day (today) at 8am. Everything else was booked solid.
Too bad. So sad. Never mind and oh by the way – Have a great day. Sigh. SIGH. Grumble, Grumble. And Smiles for the women trying to re seat an entire plane load of stranded souls. And the lady who gave me a map of hotel rooms close to the airport.
The good news is that this flight was not connected to another flight. So the only place I am late for is home. I have been late home before! And luckily I have good people to cover for me! 
I called everyone. Re-arranged everything. EVERYTHING. (For the next 24 hours). And booked myself a room in a nice little hotel. The bad news is that the piped-in music in the little hotel was Bloody Christmas Music. And I could not have a glass of wine unless I listened to the Bloody Christmas (ear-worm) Music because there was no room service. So I was forced to get Christmassy!)
But I turned my ears off and began work on Letters for my Baby Girl.
This is going to be a wonderful book and is now officially underway .
Like all good single women in hotel bars I retired early, read my book and slept in the utter quiet of a well managed hotel until my 4.30 wake up call. I love hotels.
Good morning. I should be in the air by the time you read this (should be – I will keep you posted) but I DO hope you have a great day.
Love celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
36 responses to “Stranded for real”
Sorry our Denver weather did that to you.
Ha! What a dilemma, grinchy. Glad you sorted your priorities and went with a glass of white. I suspect that when the sleigh bells rang, you weren’t listening.
You must have been sending out SOS signals mentally – kept thinking about you all day and whispering little prayers and hopes because I’ve often found that when a “signal” comes in, something is going on.
Things happen as they will. Having been a road warrior for a while for work, for you eventually learn to roll with it..and if anything can go wrong, it will.
You did find a hotel and it looked nice despite the music attack. Even if you enjoy it, it’s is often so loud and perky that it gets annoying.
Wishing you safely winging home now.
Love the pictures. The first holds that wonderful cold silence. The second is a bit magical: the sign and little light seem to be asking you to come out and play. The last is just luxurious and warm – great composition, colors.
Rest up, little lamb
Your comment about Christmas music made me smile! 🙂 I couldn’t agree more — I like traditional Christmas music, but songs like All I Want for Christmas and Wham’s Last Christmas make me squirm. They’re awful IMO!
Thankful for the good helpers at home. I hope you were able to enjoy a peaceful day.