When I was very little, there used to live in my parents' kitchen cupboard a very large beer glass. It was imprinted in large black letters with the phrase, "Life is the Pits."
As it happens, no one in my family drinks. So my parents used the glass to hold all their spare change. This means it was half full with pennies and very few nickels. (How's that for pit-iness?)
The pits happen to the best of us.There are all sorts of reasons aren't there? Weather, living circumstances, money, small disappointments, giant tragedies.
Occasionally--rarely--there arrives a chance to ditch the pits. And maybe perhaps it comes in the form of a crazy last minute trip to Disneyland in sunny California with dear family and friends.
And maybe that means two days of driving--each way--in a small sedan for the pleasure of six sweet days of sun.
It was so worth it. Take that, life.