After a late start and an excruciatingly long 10hour+ drive, Lourdes and I arrived at our parents house in South Carolina around 7:30 last night. It was obvious when we had reached the state line: the term road rage doesn't even begin to explain the depths of my sisters driving skills. I beleive at one point after being cut off by a driver in an obvious hurry, her furry sounded something like..."GGGGRRRRR, if my dog and sister weren't in the car with me I'd (explicit) cut you the(explicit) off!" You would think for a moment that Levi (said dog) and I would be grateful for the fact that she had taken our lives and the apparent danger she threatened into consideration. BUT (and this is a big BUT here) before she had even finished her threatening rant to the man who could not hear her, let's just say: foot, gas, quick serve, change lanes, Lourdes and a sigh of relief--Apparently dog and sister lives aren't as precious as she had originally imagined.
Anyways, the thought of detailing any of the hardly entertaining events of the voyage last night was more exhausting than the trip itself, especially when I arrived to have, within minutes, a belly full of mom's rice and mami olga meat (that means nothing to you but the world to me). Aside from witnessing my hundred pound sister down Micky d's breakfast, a snickers ice cream bar, a whopper jr, and listen to her bitch about how she wanted "to sit comfy with a coke but the moronic bitch gave her diet", the trip was fairly uneventful. However, a weekend back with the rest of the family, mom's new hardwood floors and Levi's neglectfully long nails, Thanksgiving dinner, baking and booze...hmmmmm-this should be interesting.
Updates to come...
-steph
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