I'm blowing this popsicle stand.
Getting the heck out of Dodge.
Hitting the road.
The Eldest and I will soon be driving down the road, in a car without booster seats, car seats, men, young children and fishy crackers.
We are heading out for a four hour drive to spend the weekend with one of my oldest friends. We are going to shop til we drop, find the perfect accessories for the Eldest's grad dress and eat 8 pounds of chocolate apiece.
There will be copious amounts of chatting, conversing, reminiscing, and clucking. Lots of tea. Perhaps a dip or two in a hot tub. A chick flick. Something salty. Definitely some Fuzzy Peaches.
Sunday will come in a blink of an eye, but for now, I'm heading to pack my bag, make a list or two for the Husband and get this party started.
And hopefully come back with a blog post or two.
Griswolds on a road trip?
Most definitely.
Friday, April 17, 2009
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My goodness that sounds delightful. Oprah would be proud! Rock it out.
Delightful it was.
Is Oprah still on TV? Jack Bauer is more my speed. He would have been proud of my killer map reading skills. Which, by the way, I should have used much earlier into the trip.
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