July 24, 2007

• Ah yes, the vacation from Hell. 

  
  

  I don't even know quite exactly where to start and I wasn't sure I was ready to re-live the whole experience by writing about it, so I've taken my sweet time doing an update.  I think at this point I"m feeling brave enough to dip my toe into the frigid experience once again.  I was going to give you a play-by-play, but I'd be 90 before I was done so I'll just give you the highlights and some pics.

  
  

  Dougs oldest son landed in the hospital the day we were supposed to leave due to drinking too much.
  *My windshield gets broken during transport to the hospital
  *I was left to deal with the whole fucking mess by myself and Clinton's mom was not the nicest person to deal with while at the hospital
  *Clinton's BAC was .37
  *We left almost 24 hours late for vacation due to Clinton's little "excursion" to put it nicely out of respect for Doug.
  

  
  

  Clinton decided that what he'd done wasn't really that bad and started to boast about it in the van.
  *I went balistic over the cavalier attitude, lack of respect for all of us and elevated sense of self.
  *Not a good way to start out the vacation with that kind of tension but I was SO pissed that I didn't care.

  
  

  Originally we were supposed to drive straight through to Kansas with Doug and I trading off.
  *I drove for a good portion of the night and was taking NO DOZ to make doubly sure I was wide awake.
  *Doug decided that we'd stop for 5 or 6 hours right after I'd taken another dose and I was wide awake.
  *I had no sleep for me the entire first night and I sat in the hotel room and listened to people snore.

  
  

  At this point my rotten mood was even worse.  I'd had to deal with Clinton and his lack of respect, my windshield was broken, Clinton's attitude sucked, I'd driven through a good portion of the night and then had no sleep at all and was majorly irritated with Doug for not communicating with me that we'd be stopping.  We had 7 people packed into a small hotel room so it was hot and sweaty in there and one of the 7 snored like a fucking freight train....he who shall not be named! I can tell ya, I was less than pleasant the following morning....in which I was starving and due to another miscommunication between Doug and I, I ended up eating much later than my blood sugar had reserves for.

  
  

  The drive seemed to take FOREVER and about 3 hours before we got there, a semi made an unsafe turn around a corner and almost hit us head on.  An hour outside of Mayfield, after never having seen a deer on his travels before, Doug almost hit 3 of them.  I tell ya, I will NEVER vacation during a Mercury Retrograde again!!

  
  

  More to come..........................

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