Road Trip

We took a quick road trip to Pensacola so my Sweetie could finally meet my family. After two and a half years of not meeting my man they began to doubt that he existed. The trip was hurried but wonderful. And now they believe.

The biggest downside was the 10 hour round trip. Hours upon hours of listening to the whining in the back seat. "How much longer?" Standard answer around here is "5 more minutes!" There must have been a million 5 more minutes. Then, starts the "He's touching me!" "Make him stop", "he's got his feet on me". At one point there was even a pen fight. "He's writing on me." The whining, crying, and fighting from the backseat was just too much. I bet they will never make me sit back there again.