The Blogger’s Mile High Club

by Marinka on March 2, 2012

I am writing this post from very high up in the sky. No, I’m not in Heaven (this better not be, I just paid $7 for a Chardonnay). I’m on an airplane, going to Miami, where I am meeting some friends to play mah jongg.

Sounds crazy, doesn’t it?

When Young Ladrinka asked me why I was going to Miami and I said “to play mah jongg with my friends” he could not believe it.

“WHAT?” he said. “That makes absolutely no sense. Why don’t I just go to California with my friends to play Magic?”

Many people leaped to his defense. (An ESL BTW: Can’t I say “leapt”? I’m getting that red squiggly learn-to-spell-jackass line underneath leapt.)

“He sort of has a point,” Husbandrinka said. “Couldn’t you just stay in New York and play?”

“Why didn’t you just tell him you were going for a girls’ weekend?” another friend suggested.

Well, no.

I’m not going to white lie about mah jongg. (I’m saving that for bigger things). And as far as staying in NYC to play. Well.

Yesterday I had a very not good day where many unpleasant things happened. Things like familiar vomit and tears and exhaustion and I woke up today feeling like I did not want to leave my bed, perhaps not ever.

And if I were to meet my girlfriends for some mah jongg on the Upper East Side, as we are want to do, I no doubt would have canceled. But I wasn’t. I was meeting them in Miami, and my ticket has been bought and paid for and canceling would have meant calling the airline to change my flight, and talk about credits and penalties and being on hold, and by all that is holy there are very few things that I wouldn’t do to avoid calling an airline. So I’m on board.

Spending the weekend in Miami with my girlfriends. Playing mah jongg.

Because sometimes a mom has got to fly a mile high.

I better win.

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{ 11 comments… read them below or add one }

Loukia March 2, 2012 at 11:19 pm

Miami in March and Miami in May? Marinka, what a jet-setter you are! 😉
Have fun – and I can’t wait to see you in May. 🙂


Lady Jennie March 3, 2012 at 3:17 am

I’m glad you didn’t cancel. We moms need those girls weekends as often as we can get them.

And yes, you should totally be able to say “leapt.” And are you sure you can still consider yourself an ESL my dear?


Quart March 3, 2012 at 7:40 am

At $7 a chardonnay I’d say it’s the airlines that are winning . . .

Have fun!!


Karen March 3, 2012 at 7:49 am

How fun this sounds! Hope you’re feeling better when you get there and enjoy every single minute you’re in Miami!!! (I’m thinking I may go play a game online today.) I’ve never played mahjong with others and that sounds like a grand way to spend a weekend – friends, wine and doing something you enjoy! Yup, you definitely deserve a weekend having FUN!!!


Anna Lefler
March 3, 2012 at 11:18 am

Oh, yes. Definitely get the hell out of town.

Have a lovely time and kick ass.




Jonathan March 3, 2012 at 11:39 am

The weather alone makes it totally worth it, enjoy!


anymommy March 3, 2012 at 11:45 am

I support girls’ weekends 100% for any reason that makes you happy. They are necessary for existence. Go. Drink $7 wine. Play mah jong. Be happy.

And I have NO idea about “leapt.” But I just looked up “as we are want to do” because I thought it was “wont to do,” which looked wrong and confusing, but it is “as we are wont to do.” It’s Middle English, though, so do you really need to know? What the hell is that? I don’t know why I’m feeling educationy and googly this morning.


the mama bird diaries
March 3, 2012 at 11:31 pm

Isn’t it a legal requirement that you have to play mah jongg in Florida?


March 4, 2012 at 10:02 am

I guess I’m still wondering…what time did your flight leave? Did you decide on flight A or B?


dusty earth mother March 4, 2012 at 8:01 pm

Was the vomit yours? If so, good for you for not giving in to your body’s mah jongg protest.


The Mommy Psychologist March 5, 2012 at 2:34 am

Why was there vomit in your bed? You just reminded me how desperately I need a girls weekend! It’s been months. Last time we never even left the hotel. I’m not even kidding.


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