Vacation Smation

Chuck and I have amazingly bad luck when it comes to vacations. We're fine if we go with friends or family, but any time we've ever booked a trip for just the two of us (or now with Ben) the world is against us...usually in the form of the weather.

Here's a look back at some of our thwarted plans:

1. September 2004: First trip together to Nashville, Tennessee. I broke my foot just two days before we left. Actually Chuck broke it in what he calls "a legal bump and run" move. We were playing catch at a party and he pushed me...ok, he bumped into me and I lost my balance. I'm sure it had nothing to do with the four inch stilettos I was wearing. We still went on the trip and he wheeled me around Music City in rent-a-wheelchairs.

2. December 2005: Our honeymoon. We had booked a beautiful resort in Cancun, Mexico and it was going to be the first time either of us left the continental United States. In comes hurricane Wilma and half of our resort was flooded. The beaches were closed and most of the city was concrete rubble. We did enjoy Chichen Itza, though.

3. August 2008: Last trip before Ben's birth. We booked a trip to New Smyrna Beach, Florida hoping to enjoy a little time together before we were a family of three. A tropical storm, I can't remember the name, wrecked only New Smyrna. The highway running into the town was actually closed. I called the hotel and they said, "Don't come, we're trying to leave."

4. January 2010: Quick trip to LA while Chuck was in Insurance School. Southern California was struck with massive thunderstorm, flooding and mudslides. To heck with it, we came anyway and so far are having a great time.

We'll see how it goes tomorrow.