It’s time to be honest. We’ve spent three days driving through the southern states, all five of us crammed into the pick-up truck (although in Louisiana we decided to let Harrison ride in the back since that seems to be the acceptable thing there), and we’re still not home.
I would like to whine and complain a little, because three days locked in the truck with small children and a husband who hates to pull over sounds absolutely atrocious. Yet, I have to admit, I’m with my four favorite people on the planet (Mom, Jen, you’re five and six–I’ll let you fight over who’s who).
Of course,passengers on the family train routinely poke each other in the eyes and pee their pants, spill sprite and root beer every chance they get, and cry at regular intervals. But when nap time rolls around and my blond babies are all snoozing in the backseat, the entire experience seems deceptively pleasant.
One thing that’s been driving me nuts is car food. I hate car food. Chips, cookies, crackers, donuts–it’s miserable. To me, car trips should include limited amounts of diet pop, H2O, and non-water retaining thoughts.
My children seem to have other plans.
They think they’re hungry every seven seconds. There is no detering their rumbling tummies (although I’m highly suspicious that the sound is coming from the massive quantites of cheez-its mixed and carbonation and not hunger).
After eleven too many convenience store stops in one day, I finally buckled yesterday morning and loaded up at Walmart. We have spawned junk food termites. I’m not even going to tell you how many calories of salt and sugar they consumed. And don’t ask me how all those cookies and chips kept finding their way into my own non-carb friendly mouth. Suffice it to say, I won’t be able to eat carbs until 2010 to make up for yesterday.
Lastly, because the weather continues to be on my side (did all you Utards notice that the snow didn’t start until AFTER I left for Florida?), we hit this huge snowstorm that’s ravaging the south western states as I write. Unfortunately (Yes!) we’re stranded in Alburqueque until tomorrow morning, roughing it at the Hilton (because the feds are paying our way home).
Now if you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll go snag a few more sausage links from the complimentary breakfast. Free food is such a bother.
At least if you get stuck you’re getting to do it in style:)
So glad you get to be with ALL your family right now.
You can’t help but just eat and eat when doing a road trip. At least I can’t. 🙁
You didn’t stock up on salami for the drive? Whyever not?
Snacks for the car are really the only reason for driving anywhere long distance. And don’t you know on long trips there are no calories or carbs in the food you consume. It is kind of like the food in the temple cafeteria, celestial food has no calories. Good luck with being stranded. Sounds like it could be a nice break from the car.
Road trips? AAAAGH!
I really like Pats comments and I’ll leave it at that.
Was wondering what happened to you guys. Call me!
I love hearing about your trip as it goes, it’s like I am having my own cross country adventure (minus the crampiness and car food). Thanks Annie, hope you all are enjoying your Hilton time. Sounds fabulous!
I’m just glad to hear someone else use the term Utards. I feel totally justified now.
DO YOU KNOW HOW CLOSE YOU ARE TO MY HOUSE? SERIOUSLY- COME ON DOWN!!! EMAIL ME AND I WILL SEND YOU DIRECTIONS. O.K. SO EASY, GO EAST ON 1-40 TO CLINES CORNER. GO SOUTH. THE FIRST STOP LIGHT YOU GET TO TURN LEFT. THE FIRST STREET ON THE RIGHT IS CIELO LANE. WE ARE THE 2ND HOUSE. CAN’T MISS US! CANNOT WAIT TO SEE YOU!!!
P.S. Albuquerque is spelled A-l-b-u-q-u-e-r-q-u-e.
P.S.S. Tell me when you’ll be here so I can stock up on Salami!
P.S.S.S. We have NO SNOW here.
Sympathies coming your way. Lots and lots and LOTS.
Eat more sausage.
You were in Texas??? You were in Whichita Falls, TX??????? Please do not tell me you were in Melissa or Dallas? I couldn’t take it. I’m so sad!!! Next time you roll through…..
BTW- Noticed your Ensign article!! What amazing timing! Our 10th anniversary/ reunion and all. Seriously, congratulations. It was great!
Two words: Slim Jims. That’s my road demon.
When you first asked if we were close to Disney World and I said no but if you were driving you might vear by us. I had no idea you’d actually do that drive. You guys are crazy, but probably was more economical. Hope you all survive each other in the car! -Sarah K.
Stephanie – I too would like to confess to use of the term Utard. It does have such a nice ring to it, you know?
And Annie, I was feeling sorry for you until I read the word “Hilton”. Then, when I read the phrase “the feds are paying” I wished I was there eating free food too.
Just don’t put me in the back with the kids – I don’t think I could take the eye poking.
I so want one of those egg salad sandwiches from a convenience store right now. you know the ones cut in those two triangles?
hee hee. You’re so cute, Annie! LOVE reading your adventures in Annie Land.