"Good idea?" is the catchphrase I vividly remember from my California Bar prep course lo these 8 - OMG - years ago. Our criminal law lecturer, nattily dressed in seersucker & enough sarcasm to quiet even a room of 300 terrified students, would invoke that phrase after telling us the facts of a particularly well bungled crime.
Though I do my best to forget Bar prep - and the practice of law altogether - I've never been able to shake that "Good idea?"voice when I go about the business of bungling whatever (non-criminal, I hasten to add) bit of life I'm up to at the moment. And so it was this weekend, when the Pretty family embarked upon a 24-hour round-trip journey to an out-of-state wedding.
Yes, 4 plane rides in 24 hours with a 13-month-old. All together now, you crim law professors & veteran moms - good idea? Other spectacular details of said weekend travel included:
- This was a "dry wedding" to which we were heading (I put that in quotation marks because, naturally, there is no direct translation of that concept in my language)(As if)(Parentheses);
- 3 out of 3 of us were in various stages of having a cold;
- 1 of us was recovering from surgery;
- 1 of us had just worked an 80-hour week;
- Someone - ahem - forgot to pack my toiletries & Master P's favorite stuffed animal (ie, the one without which he will not sleep);
- Said flights included a 3-hour layover, in which Master P attempted to board a flight to a different state only 3 times
- 3: the number of times I considered bolting solo to the nearby Key West-bound plane.
Good idea? No, but. . . it was a family wedding. We had a fun time despite the chaos. More importantly, it was for family, and for family you show up. Next time, however, we're bringing a nuptials flask, because that, friends, is a Good Idea.