This wasn't the pre-birthday picture that I planned on posting...it captures our hellish drive home from Nashville to Chapel Hill on Sunday perfectly. Here are some bullet points to fill you in:
- We were set to leave extra early at 5:30am central/6:30am east coast. Bill securely locked his mom's house and then realized that it meant there was no way to get his cell/work phone back from under the bed.
- Aunt Kristen loved our 6am wake up call/door knock to borrow her key.
- There is no Starbucks near Donelson/Opryland = PRIME economic development opportunity, people!
- Carter has a memory like an elephant and will never forget anything.
- Owen has mad puke skills inside a car, on a mountain, trapped, with nowhere to pull over...
- My default reaction remains to catch projectile vomit. Why?
- Dairy Queens in the mountains should have their franchise licenses pulled if they run out of hot fudge, peanuts, and ice cream on a busy travel day with 6 people staffing and no one able to make a sign on the door to alert the unhappy travelers.
- Please do not tell said unhappy travelers slaving away in the parking lot without the specially requested Peanut Buster Parfait -- "ahhh, I remember those days" unless you want a puke slushy in your face by two unhappy Schwangstons. Not cool. Keep your mouth shut, folks.
- Car seats are designed so that you give up on trying to clean puke out of the crevices. Actual conversation: Bill - we should just buy a new one. Me - do you know how much that costs!?!
- Puke smell can live in your nostrils for DAYS! Especially if you are trapped in a car for several more hours and its living in the secret crevices under your seat.
- Puking again 45 min from home means that you just sit in it. There is no more water or towels or clean clothes left or car seat pieces to clean/remove. And your parents want to cry. And your brother wants to describe it with a lengthy play by play. And your mom starts to dry heave. And if we got a speeding ticket, maybe the cop would have escorted us home faster.
And, puke #2. Yep. Took a pic. Can you blame me? (he actually fell asleep).
3 comments:
Most descriptive post ever. Felt like I was there... minus the odors and nausea. I think there's an opportunity for a reality tv show here. Hope everyone is fully recovered and feeling better.
Oh. My. Word. Bless your hearts. Becca had a trip like that last year, only the vomit was in a rental car to make it even more fun.
So funny! Especially the play by play by Carter. Thanks for the laugh...I needed one after your "3 letter word" post!
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