The Flying Pony ?

I’ve been less than productive in terms of blogging this month because we are days away from the bar mitzvah of our oldest child. The bar mitzvah involves a large family trip, the planning of which seems to be akin to the Normandy Invasion. 

Being a shitty planner means that not only can I not plan well (duh), but also that I cannot plan and do anything else at the same time.

You may be unsurprised to learn that I am a worse packer than a planner. On each trip at least one person arrives with no underwear, and if there is an item that we absolutely must remember to bring – yup, you guessed it.

The kids tried to help me pack, and by help I mean SHOVE STUFF IN MY CASES I HAVE NO INTENTION OF BRINGING.  The list can include such wonders as: 4 sticks of Axe deoderant (Really Sir. How many armpits do you have?), the entire Pinkalicious collection (which if you’ve been following, clearly jumped the shark at Goldilicious), a Peyton Manning lightswitch cover, enough Pirate Booty to sink a .. ship, and this: 

 

Each time I remove this cursed beast from my case, it finds its way back in. If you see a bright pink plastic Barbie pony falling from the sky, you’ll know it stowed away only to be discovered mid-flight. 

Don’t pity the pony; according to her owner, all Barbie ponies can fly.

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