Big trip

Last week, I went to AZ to visit Alex, Ron, and Rosalie! Rosalie turned one on Saturday and therefore I wanted to be there for it. I arrived LATE Thursday evening. My plane was delayed. Here is the backstory of me getting there... because for a while I did not think it would happen.
Drove from work to the airport only to get stuck in traffic just 30 min in to the trip. Im not talking slow moving... Im talking NO moving! I was talking with Dad for a while on the phone and then had to be blunt and tell him I was freeking out and had to call Daniel for a traffic report. Daniel said there was an accident. (duh!) Then I called Daniel's Gma to tell her I might not make it to her house so that she could drive me. Right when I got off the phone with her, traffic started moving! PHEW. So I sped (Yes... I did!) to her home and got my things in her car and went to the airport. Well... I was dropped off at the wrong terminal. So I had to walk to the other one. That was fun. (note sarcasm)
I got through security and treated myself to a mocha frap at starbucks because I was so hot, tired, and did not know when my next meal was going to be. (Bad idea) The sweets from the drink didnt go well but none the less, I made it to ATL. There on the tram, I met 2 gay guys and had dinner with them before my plane went out. I ALSO ended up with a good seat by talking with the booking lady. The flight was delayed but I got there ok.
So on to PHX... Got to Alex's car, quick hug, to her place and crashed. Over the next couple days there, we went to the park, zoo, coupon shopping, pool time, etc. We celebrated Rosalie's birthday at the pool. Alex and I went on the hunt for the perfect cake and found one with black and hot pink icing Rosalie loved it and her hands and face were all black by the night end. She did not want to go to bed that night but we contributed it to all the hype and sugar.
Monday-Wednesday we went to the Grand Canyon. After a few stops on Monday, we made it there by mid afternoon and walked around. We did not want to stay til dark because the roads going to the hotel were dark and there are Elk out there.... seriously.. there are.
So we made our way to take pictures at the canyon. What a sight to see. It was packed with people and we had the stroller for Rosalie. When we left, we went to the grocery store for some dinner. We settled on soup. But there just so happened to be a dq outside and we had to get some of that too.
We ate our soup at the hotel and chilled out for the night.
Day 2 there was filled with an unexciting breakfast at the hotel. Pitstop at starbucks for breakfast was in the works along with some produce at the grocery store. We ended up walking over 12 miles on day 2 with the stroller. Rosalie even walked a good bit. She insisted! We had a light lunch with snacks that we brought to the park and got a lot of great photos! That night we went back to the grocery store for some chicken to heat up in the microwave. We knew that Rosalie would not last in the restaurant. That night we also found out why she was being cranky. She was getting 2 new teeth. That night, I did some research on breakfast places. I found a cute little place within walking distance. We could have gone to Denny's but when Daniel and I go out of town, we like to go to non chain restaurants. This was perfect. A mom and pop owned place with award winning pies.
We split breakfast and then ordered a whole pie. (Im not joking)
The pie we took with us for later in the day. We ended up leaving from the hotel and driving back to Alex's place instead of the Canyon again. There really wasn't anything else we wanted to see there. We got Rosalie down for a nap and stuffed our faces with pie and watched a tv show. We both felt so sick after eating all the pie. I think our eyes were bigger than our stomachs on this one. The rest of the day was filled with this and that. Ron got back from work so Alex and I went out to dinner together. We had a great time just trading stories of before we met situations. I didn't want for dinner to end. By the time we got back to their place, we had a little time for pie and then I had to go to the airport.
Well... success in crying my eyes out again.
So... this plane ride that I took back. Horrible. Last row of rows. Isle seat by the toilet. I had to sit on my jacket because the seat cushion was gone... or at least it felt like it. I did get back safe and sound on my first red eye flight. (I dont mind the time of flying, just the seat was icky.)