I hate you Murphy and your stinkin LAW :o(

I have no idea why but when it rains.. it doesnt just pour - it floods. And in my life I need more than an arc to get out of it - i think an unlimited bank acct, box of tissues, private jet, and bottle of wine would fix everything much faster. This week has been nothing but a complete disaster.

Muffy got her passport all of 10 days ago. Aubrey just about gave some lucky passenger free will to her life savings by hoping in our cab Wednesday morning. Zion and his allergies have resurfaced and gone apecrazy. My flight gets cancelled and has been cancelled since May 30th completely unbenounced to me. Aaaand Muffy is eating pain pills every free chance she gets in order to keep her tooth from exploding. Needless to say we are not off to a good start and it has us all a bit freaked out that all these problems are happening (but being resolved) mere DAYS before the trip. I cant exactly tell which way the signs are pointing? Are we just not supposed to go? Aubs and I have both packed stuffed animals to make us feel less alone as we are now departing on different flights in and and out of two different cities.. all to wind up in Rome 5 minutes apart.

WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?!?!?

My only hope is that we are all supposed to experience something different. Maybe Aubs will be sitting next to her husband. Maybe I will actually read a book rather than bugging Aubrey the whole flight. Maybe we both can figure out what the hell we are doing with our lives in the 9 hours we have.... ehh, who are we kidding probably both gonna get a glass of crappy $8 wine and pass out. true story.

Just about time to go to the airport and play my favorite game "Cathy vs Plane : 156th times a charm"

See you in Roma my loves!