Finally. Kessa, boyfriend, and Keelan have just departed to go to my mither and Pop’s house for the long weekend. They left here about 10:00pm and are going to drive about 7 hours north to the Ft. Worth area. Decatur, Texas, to be exact. It’s a small town an hour north of Ft. Worth. I told them that it would be a much smoother trip and less traffic if they would go late at night because with the holiday weekend, they could be in traffic for hours if they left as soon as boyfriend is off work…
None of them have done a road trip without some responsible adult driving them before. Rightfully, they quake in fear. I got a Texas map and highlighted the entire route and then sat down with a little yellow pad and wrote down turn by turn how to get there, what roads to watch for, informative bullshit that they will raise an eyebrow to and call me names to one another when they get to it, cause they are all full of themselves making it all the way to….oh, I dunno, Dew, Texas without adult supervision. I told them to behave themselves going through Huntsville. State prisons, lots of prisons. Anna Nicole Smith lived in Mexia,(pronounced Ma-hay-ah), Texas and worked at the fried chicken place on the right side of the road. Kes kept finding reasons to call it Mex-e-ah like the 18 year old she is, just to annoy me. THAT’S OK, SHE’S GONE AND NANA AND POP’S PROBLEM NOW! BAHAHAHAHAH! (maniacal laughter fading out….)
I am sure they will have a great time and they are super excited about going. The only thing that would have made the whole thing soooo much better is if I could have gone. SIL could have totally come and stayed with H over the holiday weekend and I really wanted to, but, I cannot picture me in the backseat of a Mustang with my knees tucked up under my chin for 6 1/2 to 7 hours. Kes and boyfriend are driving and boyfriend is 6’2″ and certainly can’t get into the backseat. Keelan who would be back there with me is taller than me and, her legs are even longer than mine. Loooooong. So, no. I can’t do that. I thought about us taking our Trailblazer. It even has three rows of seats for any hitch-hikers with knives we might see to pick up. Seemed the perfect choice, but, we need new tires and can NOT afford to outfit it with such at this point. So no road trip for the Trailblazer.
So now it’s just John, H and me. H is in bed and John is working late. Guess who’s gonna be running around the house naked when he gets home? Er, no, not H.