Friends home (or at least in US)

It has been a VERY long week but the short story is my precious friend, her husband and three kids got out of Cairo about 12 hours before all hell broke loose. I have not spoken to them directly but know they made it to Fort Worth and hope to fly home if the freakish weather cooperates. I have the audacity to say I'm tired, but I am and am going to bed. Time to dream about my imaginary horse while Ashley, the queen of all there is, attacks my feet...