Continental airlines has an ass-backwards way of writing up an itinerary. So I just spent over five hours in the airport, with hyper and expectant children, waiting for Mom, only to find out she's arriving tomorrow. Someone is a dickhead...I'm not sure who yet. I'm leaning towards them. Nowhere on the itin does it say the plane arrives on the 8th.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure they're the dickheads and I'm the hapless victim here.
So. Mom comes tomorrow and not today. So glad I have that extra booze on hand.