Sitting in front of me on the plane was a guy wearing a suit, who looked very professional. Well, at least he looked professional at first. Some of that professionalism somehow got lost as the flight progressed. Not sure what it was, but it might have been attributable to the fact that he kept picking his nose! At least I was in a different row. As for the person sitting next to him? I’m not sure what she thought! At least he was consistent, as he did this several times throughout the plane ride.
At one point, the plane ride became very bumpy. I thought I was going to die and so did my mom. I told my mom, “don’t worry you won’t care once you die.” She said, “Yeah but I feel bad for you and the kids!” I then began to text Mark (I know you aren’t supposed to do this and my phone wasn’t really working) about all the cases and clients he needed to make sure he called and took care of for me if the plane crashed. I also prayed! (Editor’s Note from Mark: Nice to see that in times of desperation, my wife is able to keep her priorities straight.)
Toward the end of the flight, Ariella’s ears were hurting her. The guy in back of us had offered Ariella some gum to try to stop her ears from hurting. Of course, this is not a surprise, since by the time the flight was getting ready to land he and Ariella had become best of friends. Of course, Ariella had managed to meet and have conversations with about half the passengers on board. When I went to go to the restroom, the flight attendant asked me if I was “Ariella’s mom.” In any event, I was more than happy to accept the gum for Ariella. When Ariella did not want the gum, I split it in half and had half the gum for myself and gave Pierce the other half. I told Pierce to have the gum because it would make his ears feel better. After a second of processing that information, he stuck the gum in his ear and told me it didn’t make his ear feel any better. I wonder if Mark would have done that as a kid. (Editor’s Note from Mark: Yeah, probably) Pierce is supposed to be one of my smart kids too! After taking the gum out of his ear, he stuck it in his mouth and chewed it. I still have no idea whatever happened to that piece of gum, but I never saw it again.
That was the plane ride going to the Bat Mitzvah. The plane ride back was just as eventful in that I tried to sleep and got Pierce’s water bottle spilled on me 5 different times, Ariella was setting up her marriage to one of the flight attendant’s sons, and Pierce “had” to go to the bathroom about 10 different times on a 5 1/2 hour flight. Next time, I might consider using some people’s suggestions of giving the kids medicine to put them to sleep on the plane… isn’t that cheating though?
