Well hello and Merry Christamas to all of you from all of me. It seems like it's been a long time since I came on here armed with a cigarette (a whole pack so I'm ready to write for a wee bit) a few beers (BUD light Baby), and with some piss and vinegar. So let's get to it.
Day 1simply called the drive. You see we had the weatherman tell us the forecast, which called for freezing rain for most of the state. Well I'll be damned, that grimy lil bastard was right. We thought we could actually beat this forecast, considering they are usually wrong, well for once they were right. Luckily it wasn't until we hit Wasau that the weather decided to take a big ole stinky on us, which it very gladly did. Up intil this point we were making good time. I was jammin out to Kelly Osbourne (look for the review coming up soon), when all of a sudden, the pavement stopped making noise. Now anyone who drives on the expressway, knows that there is usually a sound as the tires of your 2+ ton vehicle makes on the road. Well we had nuffin. No noise. No "bumps" I mean it was smooth as glass. Well. let me tell you slowing down, turning Kelly off, and the seat belt coming on(in that order) was my new reason for being. Season was sleeping and I was NOT gonna wake her up for that. As a sidebar, I am REALLY glad I got new tires the weekend before. So we went from trucking by at 72 MPH to cruising by at a crisp 30-40 MPH. The usual 4+ hour drive became an almost 6 hour trek. Thank goodness that we eventually ended up behind a salting truck. It did make the drive feel a lot safer...at a blistering 20-25 MPH. FINALLY we get to our destination. One of Season's high school friends runs a resort, and she had a vacancy, so she let us stay there. We crashed hard. we slept. All was good.
Day 2 we went to mothers house. Although technically it was day 1, we finally got some sleep, so for arguments sake let's callit day 2, ok? We got to mothers house, and it was a very cool time. We talked, we laughed, a general sense of well being was had. THAN...the siblings started to arrive. First are Seasons 2 sisters. Umm did you ever watch the Disney movie Cinderella with the wicked step sisters
Well make them real sisters and we got it pretty close. It was again another UNIQUE experience. The drama queen and the baby of the family, storm into the house, mother MUST tend to the 2 precious (dripping with sarcasm) darlings. Than it became a little more than this man could take. Thankfully a heavy fog, a 15 minute drive and the whole "YAAAAWN! You know we did come in pretty late today, and we need some rest" excuse came in handy. We said bye. We went "home".Day 3, or DAMNIT TURN OFF THAT ALARM CLOCK!!! So yeah we said we would join them for breakfast. Ok I know that breakfast at McD's ends before I get up. But for the love of god...I would wake up at 6am if it meant having HOMEMADE CRAMEL ROLLS again. I would betray Christ himself and gladly take the name Judas 2.1 if it meant having (did I mention) HOMEMADE CARAMEL ROLLS. So we devoured, and by the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, we did devour what was left of these little oven warmed bites of sin. Than we left. As my momma used to say, "never overstay your welcome", so we didn't. We hung out with Seasons HS friend and her husband. We chatted for a bit. Than we had to get ready for the Christmas Eve with
and...did I mention and yet?? YES I mean and her brother. Well you know Rainman. Well take away the autism, the likeable factor, the people skills and common sense...well there you go. Nuff said.But over all it was a really nice Christmas eve. In the end there was a lot of laughter and joy. There was family and togetherness. But most importantly there was the a begining and an end.
Day 3...ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow. Yes there was soreness. There was exhaustian. There was the need for much and many fluids. Than there was the passing out, yet no alcohol was involved this day. Just a whole lot of passion, sweat, love and desire.
Day 4, the vacation ends. It did. We drove home, spent 4 hours or so on the road. Spent 2-3 hours with my mom. Did some most absolutely neccasary clothes shopping at Wal-Mart. Came home. Christmas weekend over...
God that really sux.
Jose
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