We drove up here Tuesday and had a great trip. Reese loves roadtrips. She just chills. We were a couple hours away when we got on I-24. I had forgotten that this is the interstate my grandfather was killed on when I was seven. I knew it was here somewhere, but I never really needed to know more. Daddy and Mom reminded me. It's a very windy, sometimes scary interstate anyhow, but add a long conversation about my paw paw's car accident and it makes it a lot harder to compose yourself while driving. Just as I was discussing the accident, a complete idiot decides to come over into our lane an run us off the road. Being that I am a model driver (ha) I got us back on the road. The guy was on his cell and never even threw up a hand to apologize. The blue mini van with Florida plates is in my cold case file. Forever I will search for him. Of course, I was jittery. Just after this Reese decided it was time to poop. No problem right? I exited a little later (trying to find the best option) and I went inside to get Mom and I drinks while she changed Reesie in the car. That's when the fun began. Mom comes in with poop all over her, Reese, the car. It was a poop fest. Nice. She went to change her in her lap (like she always does) not realizing we had a code #10. Top notch blowout. Needless to say, the rest of the drive the car smelt really fresh. Reese felt better, though.
Passing my Paw Paw's accident site was hard. A little too real for me. The interstate had been shut down for 11 hours. Something I am glad I was too little to understand at the time. I sure miss him, though.
Back to happy. After a good dinner, we pulled into Nashville! Dallas landed late. Wednesday was awesome. Dallas just ate Reese up. She was so excited to see him too. It amazes me how she recognizes him right off. I guess it helps that it's a mirror image...After a busy day with the family, Dallas and I had a date night. Good dinner and a movie. Being that I have an amazing husband who let's me pick the movies (most of the time) we went to Sex & the City. Let me tell you, that was interesting. There actually were a few guys there with their wives/girlfriends (I was sure to point each one out to justify my decision), The two guys sat down behind us. I assumed they were waiting on their dates in the bathroom. Know what happens when you assume, right? They proceeded to say to us.."I love this show. I never missed this, Designing Women or Golden Girls." Nice. They laughed like hiennas at everything and clapped any chance they got. So glad they sat by us. Dallas reminds me that I owe him big time every other minute. Great movie, though.
Today we hit up the Pancake Pantry. It's the best. A Nashville must. Reese made friends left and right. She is so outgoing. It cracks us up. After that, we all hit up the pool. She was kicking her legs like a wild woman. Glad we're signed up for swim lessons already! We're all headed to the game tonight. Yeah!
I'd like to leave you with this. Georgia fans like to count Gators fan's wearing jean shorts when they go to Jacksonville every year. You will actually see Dawg fans with posters counting jean shorts making fun of Florida people (terrible, I know) but it is humorous. Well, I have been keeping a mullet counter going here. Not on a poster, of course, but in my mind. Four so far. I expect it to grow. And fast. We actually drove in behind a truck with two guys on the back sporting the business/casual look. I thought it was illegal to ride in the back of a truck? Guess not here. Come as you are, ya'll.
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