5 Reasons I'm NOT Angry with Delta

UPDATE: 10:30 PM- LUGGAGE HAS ARRIVED! Praise the Lord!
And foof my hair!

Dear Delta Airlines,

While I sit here without makeup and with wet hair, I am coming to terms with the fact that my luggage and any shot of me going into the public today is gone. I know it could possibly be in Timbuktu or Tulsa, but I'm holding out hope that it's at the airport. And going to be delivered here at my home any minute... yes, any time now would be great.

Please know, though, that I'm not angry. After a wonderful weekend of (in)couraging speakers, writers and bloggers at She Speaks {full post to follow- when camera cord arrives in suitcase}, I have too much to be thankful for. Here are the top 5 reasons I'm choosing not to be angry with Delta:

5) You got me home safely. After delays, flight changes, maintenance and checking a hole in the wing I am finally home.{!! How would you feel when they ANNOUNCED that last bit to all the PASSENGERS on the plane?? I think the "open information policy" might need revisiting.}

4) I got small little glasses of Coke in flight. I never get a full blown Classic Coke, but I REALLY love it. And I got it in a very small glass, so it actually didn't count.

3) This is very hard to admit, but while waiting at the airport, I bought the People magazine with the Saved by the Bell gang on the front. I had to do it. Mr. Belding made me. The article wasn't amazing or as in depth as the show was {*ahem*}, but it was a nice walk down memory lane {without my acid washed jeans}.

2 and 1)
So, in conclusion Delta, I am not going to write you any hate mail and I tried to exude Grace, Grace, Grace while waiting for luggage and talking with your staff about the size and shape of my bag that has my name on it . If you will please just return my hair product, we'll call it even.

Thank you,