I feel as if I am entering some warped realm of National Lampoon Christmases yet to come.
We had an absolutely fabulous trip to Vermont, complete with good beer, proof that moose crossing signs are necessary (not necessarily in that order), good live music and an unhurried visit with the fun side of the hub's family.
Except for the ride home on the Interstate Slip-N-Slide of Death, it was a very happy lead-in to the holiday.
I don't want to be overly negative about those 18-wheeled monsters that probably took a year off my heart last night, but SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!!!!!!!!! Seriously, did that jackknifed truck we just passed in the center of the highway and the fact that I just fish-tailed in front of you really convince you that PASSING ME at 50 mph was a good fucking idea?! Ugh. This is why moving to some place colder and snowier makes me a little edgy.
However, with that behind us, now the insanity can really begin. How many households can you fit into three days? Try four. No really, try it.
And I still think I'm going to get ornaments painted by Thursday. Sorry, folks, the I-Think-I-Can Train has left the station! Christmas presents received by New Year's might not impress Martha, but the sparkly goodness that I'm going to impress you with will just have to wait one more day.
Alas, it is a half hour from the end of the work day, and the bright sun and clear blue sky is almost convincing me that it's no longer 0 degrees on the other side of my window. I'll just hold back from opening the door for a little while longer. It's an excellent driving day now, my friends! Let's hope there's a good CD in the Prizm.
- deahsella
- "We write to taste life twice, in the moment, and in introspection." Anais Nin "Immerse your soul in love." Radiohead
4 comments:
Next time you drive with those 18 wheel fuck monsters, just load up on as much methamphetamine as they're on, and you'll be just fine. Then you can go home and clean your house really, really well.
I will consider that, Darek. My car is pretty dirty as well...
Seriously though, those guys must die of heart attacks by the time they're 40, if not in some horrible wreck. I've known some truck drivers and I know they can be helpful, but they are few and far between.
I wish there was a special truck highway. Welcome home, glad you made it in one piece. Did they raise any money? Christine sent us Rachel's entire catalogue! It was very exciting.
Sorry for the speed demons. Good luck getting everything done. Who says it has to be done by New Years? Not me, that's for sure.
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