19 October 2009

A lesson in what not to do. And an awesome time at #pbandtuna.

So this weekend, the fabulous M and I put our asses on a plane to fly to DC for LiLu and Maxie's wedding, AKA #pbandtuna.

There are some obvious logistical and practical problems with this plan. Mainly that we spent a total of 12 hours on planes to go to a party for less than half that amount of time.


If you'd like to read about the ticket purchase, please click here. It was a bit of a disaster.

We managed to get to the airport at 5:45 AM and get on our 6:45 AM flight. We were more than a little giggly, but we soon PASSED THE FUCK OUT. We slept so much that we didn't realize that the flight was actually over two hours long.

Once we finally made it to DC, M headed off with LateNight Drama Queen to have lunch with her Grams in Baltimore, while I was picked up by the lovely PQ and we went to snuggle the faces of GingerMandy and Just a Girl (and JP, of course).

I? Was in blogger heaven.

What no one bothered to mention is that people in DC don't stay home on the weekends. They drive. IN MY WAY. We sat in so much traffic, I was sort of concerned that my ass was going to permanently attach to PQ's front seat. Why weren't these people home having sex?!? Having said that, I've never had so much fun in a car, sitting in traffic.

And then it was finally time to go to #pbandtuna!

I would list all the lovelies I met, but...well, I was a little too drunk to remember. But I will say this: LiLu (and B), Maxie, Alexa, Lexa, Rachel, Alice, Just A Girl, GingerMandy, PQ, JP, Matt, Katie, Restaurant Refugee, fB, katierose, LateNight Drama Queen, and too many more to name. You guys are all amazing.

I can't even tell you what happened because...what the fuck happened? A bunch of awesome, that's what.

The worst decision? To fly home with a massive, angry hangover. On two planes with screaming children. I almost died. Scratch that. Children almost died. And I know exactly what I'm breaking up with this Friday. I'm looking at you kids on airplanes.


M said...

A more pleasant traveling companion I will never find.

And by pleasant I mean deliciously bitchy and obnoxiously giggly. Yay us.

Jay Ferris said...

This is why I always take a squirt gun filled with (less than 3 ounces of bubble gum flavored) sedatives with me whenever I fly.

GingerMandy said...

oh goodness, where do i even start? seriously. WHERE?! do i start with the "parking is easy," or the "nice parka" or "don't think of PQ's ass and eggs" or "eff this ess" or "snugglefest 09" or your adorable snoring or you being mistaken for me? i don't even know. all i know is that you're awesome and i love you and i'm so glad we hung out. car rides while being hungover and sick will never be the same without you.

Malnurtured Snay said...

It's not that DC people drive ... usually, it's tourists from outside the city who are afraid of the Metro and/or city buses.

LiLu said...

I keep trying to do a recap, but it's just impossible.

You really, really, REALLY just had to be there.


f.B said...

yes. blogger heaven. that's what it was. the only thing we didn't do was make national news. we were so much more worthy than the damn not-actually-in-the-balloon boy.

Tom Bailey said...

Loud kids on planes among women that are not afraid to swear in front of them could make for an interesting story. I am picturing the types that I have seen in DC... children and parents.

moooooog35 said...

I went to family bingo night at my kids' school, saw 'Where the Wild Things Are' and then went to Chili's.

Top THAT! could probably top that by simply eating dry toast.

carissajaded said...

That sounds like so much fun! I'm having a good time reading all of yalls updates!

Anonymous said...

So so soo much love. Let's not forget the sheer ridiculousness on the way to Bagels & Baguettes yesterday morning and our [unforunate] lesson on how to find hot men. Oh and I am so glad you bought the crab sweatshirt in BWI. <3

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