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April 12, 2011

because my husband makes me work....

As you can see, my goal this week is to blog every day.  Yes, If I'm lyin', I'm dyin'.  But, unfortunately my husband makes me work and quite frankly I have nothing to write about at the moment because my brain has been taken over by this weird little thing called PREGNANCY.

So, I decided to go back to April 12th of last year to see what Adam and I were doing.  So here is the post I wrote this exact time last year.  Read if you want, otherwise move along with your merry ways and come back tomorrow, ya hear?!

MONDAY, APRIL 12, 2010

almost there!

Toasty and I left yesterday morning from Huntsville to make our way up to Long Island.  We were both pretty excited that this trip was only 16 hours long.  I guess when you do a lot of cross country traveling (Florida to Alabama, then Alabama to Arizona, then Arizona to Utah, then BACK!) you consider a 16 hour trip to be "short". At least we do. We left around 8 am yesterday morning and made it to Harrisburg (Pennsylvania) around 10 pm last night.  Adam wanted to go farther but I informed him that I wanted it to be day light when we drove into NYC so I could see all the purtty little buildings.  The trip so far has been great, I only drove an hour. Adam wouldn't let me drive because he was "in the zone" or something..I wasn't going to argue with that! Hall-a-lu-yer!

Everything was pretty uneventful from the beginning of the trip. Until we entered Tennessee.  Well, technically, until we entered the Arby's in Knoxville, TN.  There I was, all starving and junk, and we enter what might be the most crowded Arby's my little eyes have ever seen.  But it's cool, I'm down for waiting in line because I spot what most definitely was the most redneck family I've ever seen.  Let me set the scene for you.

Father and son (about 12) are wearing matching rebel flag trucker hats.

Mom is wearing her Sundays Best- ripped up blue jeans, a lime green (tie dyed) t-shirt..and she's missing her front tooth.  I can't make this up.

Then there's the (maybe 15 year old) daughter.  She's in neon orange and pink pajama pants, with a remotely dressy shirt on, and he hair looks like she sprayed it with Afro Sheen. Either that or she hadn't bathed in a few years days. 

From what I gathered while standing in line behind them, the little boy must have upset the whole family and just ruined their day.  The Mom, Dad, and daughter are standing in line when the boy walks up, says something to the Mom, and she proceeds to spank him in front of everyone.  Now, I am not opposed to spanking, just ask Hunter, I am the spanking queen. But this kid was old and HUGE! It made it hilarious to watch.

So anywho, long story short, the boy ran outside, the Mom screamed something at the Dad and he started to leave the line and go outside...then it ended like this:

Mom: "Don't chu leave this here line, you gotta pay 'fir our sammiches."

Dad: "I'm 'gon go outside and git him...and YOU WATCH YER MOUTH! (finger pointed right in her face)"

Dad walks out, then Mom and daughter jibber jabber some kind of hillbilly talk that even I couldn't understand.  They all leave and ride off into the sunset in their 1978 Cadillac Coupe Deville. 

If only I had my camera it may be funnier.

In other news, it only took Adam 5 hours into the trip to realize that I wrote "i love poop" on his back windshield.  Because I'm mature like that.

I waited all day to get to Hagerstown, MD to eat at Chipotle for dinner.  Can you believe that from Huntsville all the way to Maryland there wasn't a Moe's OR a Chipotle? Yes, it's true.  So you can only imagine how happy I was when I messaged the great Carissa and asked her where the Chipotle was in MD and we were only 30 minutes away! Thank you sweetbabyJesus! 

The chicken burrito bowl.  I died.

And went to Heaven.

Then the good Lord told me it wasn't time yet, so He sent me back to earth. And here I am, in Pennsylvania.  

We will be getting up soon and finishing the last 4 hours of our trip.  HOLLER!

Love, peace, and chicken grease, 

1 comment:

  1. hahah wow I am a big fan of the re-post. Ya know because my name is in it and all!


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