12 hours...
Until we're loaded up and mooovin out.
I will try to post from NV, if they even have electricity there (kidding) because I am sure with this being a Matthews Family Reunion and all there will be plenty to talk about. I'm hoping "Uncle" Jimmy (He's the punk who stole my jeep...let's just call him PUNKLE) is out of jail so I can see John get into a fistfight and be all manly. ROWR. Yeah, Punkle's going down
Seriously.. I can't wait to see my Mom-in-Law (wait...did I just say that?) cause I lurve her and she babysits, plus Brian Matthews will be flying down next friday with his lurvely Bride Anne (who, if I was a lesbian, I would totally date. You know, if she was a lesbian too. Not that she is, I'm just sayin'...) She's just like me in that curvy, dark-haired, got knocked up before she was married kind of way.
I have my starbuck's card loaded and ready, and a man who is not only willing to drive but willing to not drive straight through 13 hours this time, for the love of god, because he is afraid of me. He also made a special point to say he would pick up my prescription tomorrow, first thing, because I am almost out of pills and ...did I mention he is afraid of me?
BTW, did you know Starbucks make coffee liqueuruer (can't spell).
Well, wish me luck. Looks like the first leg o' the trip promises to be at least 8 hours and alcohol free..
Vogue,
Nicole
posted by The Accidental Housekeeper @ 1:00 AM
2 Comments:
Good luck on your trip!! With promise of a fist fight I'm sure it'll be good.
When are you coming back?? I think we are going to be in Yakima the weekend preceeding the 4th.
Speaking of lesbians....this weekend is the yearly expression of gayness. So we'll be heading into Seattle for the parade. Last year we were totaly caught off guard with a sunny day and ended up with hellacious sunburns. This year's forcast of rain looks promising. Hopefully it won't rain so hard that it washes the painstackingly applied shoe polish off the back window of dozens of subarus that reads "Womyn Rock".
Who'll stop the rain?
Jeff
I said it on the beach in Santa Monica eleven years ago, and I'll say it again.
Sunblock, Jeff, SUNBLOCK.
Come and knock on our door,
Nicole
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