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Sunday, January 20, 2008 

Blogging from the Road

Hey Kids! I'm currently in Cary, NC visiting my college roommate, Roomie! I've been here for a day now and I've had a lot of fun.

I left Michigan on Friday and drove as far as Charleston, WV. It was a pretty uneventful drive for the most part. That is, until Google Maps failed me. Most of the time I like Google Maps. However, this time, driving through Ohio, the map told me to suddenly take a road that went West. Being the obedient person that I am, I followed the instructions. However, by this time it was dark, and I was feeling a little uncomfortable, so I called Kipper and asked him to look at a map and lead me in the right direction. Apparently Google Maps was leading me in some sort of circle. Being alone for the road trip, I was very nervous and wanted to make sure that people knew where I was at all times. Kipper told me to turn around and go back the way I came, but I decided to get on a little country road because I thought it would be shorter. I should have listened to Kipper. Driving through rural Ohio was one of the first times I actually felt scared. Highway 124 was more like Lynchville, USA. All I could think about was that woman who went to walk her dog in GA and came back decapitated. I prayed that I wouldn't run out of gas and the car wouldn't break down, because judging by the darkness and the abundance of double wide trailers, I knew this was the one place I didn't want to be stranded.

Fortunately I got out alive without incident and was able to get back on the highway and head on to Charleston. Of course, when I got to my hotel, I turned on my signal lights to make a left hand turn into the hotel parking lot when all of a sudden I saw flashing lights behind me. I had been on the road of nine hours and NOW I get pulled over by the cops?! The officer was really nice. Apparently I blasted through a stop sign. I put on my best southern voice and gave him a brief history of my trip so far. He saw from the rental car and my license that I was 'not from around those parts' and let me off scott free. What a saint!

The next day I woke up and drove the rest of the was to North Carolina. I was disappointed that I woke up so early in the morning, because the sun was not yet up and I couldn't see the mountains in WV and VA that I was driving through. The sun finally came up in Virginia and the mountains were beautiful. I even got a hoot about driving through the Jefferson National Forest and driving though the tunnels bored through the mountains! Oh, that reminds me. I have these animal fantasies when I drive. In Michigan I have a fear of deer jumping out in front of my vehicle. When I was driving through the mountains, I had a fear of a mountain lion jumping in front of my vehicle. Hey, I never said my animal fantasies made any sense!

So when I finally got to NC, we had to do the important tasks of bridesmaid dress shopping. I met one of Roomie's bridesmaids and off we went. When I was talking to Roomie about this trip, I was most excited about trying on dresses. Be careful what you wish for! The first bridal store we walked into, I froze. I was literally overwhelmed. I've never been in a bridal store before, and everything there was just too much for me to handle. For a good minute or so, I stuck close to Roomie and told her how scared I was. By the time we got to David's Bridal, I wasn't much better. There was so much fabric. It was scary. And then I got to the point where I hated trying on dresses. I was practically BEGGING Roomie to please save me from more dresses. She had none of that and tortured my further.

(P.S. This is the dress that I liked the best as her Maid of Honor. However, she thought it was too low on me. You know what I say? Screw her! I like this dress, and she's not the boss of me! Just kidding. I was a very good bridesmaid and I told her that whatever dress she picks, I will wear it with no complaints! Cause I'm a good Maid of Honor like that!)

We ended the night with me going out to dinner with her and her fiance. I like the guy. He makes Roomie happy and that's what's most important. He is a goofball, but I think that's his personality. Plus, he really wants me to like him. And I like when people think I'm really that important.

Oh, and because my Roomie is a hot shot in the health care field, she was able to diagnose a problem I've had for a while. See, a lot of times when I eat, my tummy gets funky and starts boiling because it hates food. Well, Roomie basically told me that when I go on a 700 calorie diet, and then go out to eat (like we did last night) my tummy produces too much acid, that that's what makes it angry. (See, I told you my tummy doesn't like food.) She said that I have acid reflux and suggested some OTC meds for me! Don't you love how freaking smart she is? Now, if only I could get her to start writing me prescriptions for some good stuff......

Tonight we're having a little AFC gamewatch here at Roomie's house. And, tomorrow I leave at 5A to travel to DC. Baloo is flying into DC and I'm driving. There, I plan to give Baloo a short tour of our Nation's Capitol and get drunk and crazy with Kipper and Co.!

More details to follow!


why is no one commenting on your trip? it's a remote blog!!!

This blog made me laugh; I don't really have much to say besides that.

That's right!!

Because I was a good bridezilla, I had to lay down the LAW on our loveable Kiki. Also, it's true: she was a good MOH, even if she tried to hide in the corner of each bridal salon we went to. Those women are NUTS!

Thanks for the visit, Roomie - loved seeing you!

WHERE IS THE BLOG ABOUT YOUR DC VISIT!!!! Roomie got one and I didn't!!! BOOO!!!

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