Can I just say I find your answers to the elevator question hilarious?
My favorite would have to be Oprah. Oliepants has her head on straight- because not only would you get out right away, she’d probably give you a car just because.
And we all like cars, right?
Speaking of cars and driving (do you like how I did that? ha ha), I made it to Mid-Missouri by midnight. And didn’t hit any snow- so it was in much better time than expected!
A little over 8 hours is still quite the drive. Before you take a road trip such as this, you should probably ask yourself some questions like I did.
Such as, what’s the proper way to fuel yourself for a drive? Before I left, Mon took the time to stop by work with lunch and she brought Buffalo Wings! Specifically, the Buffalo Ranch Chicken Wrap. And I had them give me the Caribbean Jerk sauce instead of just the medium.
I needed the spice. We had been going back and forth the other day on email and I expressed my desire to have the “most opposite of sweet I could find”. Smart girl, that Mon.As soon as I say that, she pulls out a “common sense” ticket she received from the rent-a-cop in our apartment complex. Nice work on forgetting to lock your door, Mon. And Happy Holidays, rent-a-cop!
After that, it was a matter of waiting for the signal from the boss and I was off…
When driving, you should ask yourself, “I wonder what songs I’ll get sick of on this trip?”
Definitely not this one:
I’ve had a recent obsession with “Spaceman” by The Killers for months. It won’t get out of my head! For future reference, you can sing it 4 times in a row before moving on. But you can go back to it every 2-3 hours and still be fine.
On another note, how many Rihanna songs can I listen to before she gets boring?
That would be zero. Zilch. Nada. Sorry Rihanna. You were everywhere and you drove me nuts. I can’t talk to you right now.
How many times will I have to stop?
Three. In all honesty, I could have done it in two, but the second place didn’t have any coffee except for some being made by a questionable looking gentleman who was missing teeth. That was the stop where I was the only non-trucker. Oopsies. Should have slowly backed out of that station as soon as I realized what was up.
A stop elsewhere was necessary.Which was fine. I mean come on- can you see what’s in the corner of this pic? I even had a machine in the bathroom that guesses my accurate weight and tells my fortune all at the same time. Can you believe it?!?!
And yes, I’m bringing Rod Tuffcurls and the Bench Press love to Missouri. Sort of. My “And The” came off in the wash. So now people just think I’m advertising some sort of fancy pants bench press. Sigh.
And if you’re wondering, gas station coffee isn’t that bad. Sure, this is coming from the girl who won’t go out of her way for Starbucks. But still. The mixture of gas station english toffee cappuccino and gas station coffee is quite lovely. Try it…
Ok ya’ll, I’m outtie. Be safe out there and have a good holiday!