made it. Whew. We're giggling right now at the weather
report. Ohio gets nothing
but rain and snow, and once we hit Oklahoma ('bout an
hour) we are home free. What
a first 12 hours. So many things going through my mind
right now. Let me first tell
you all the
only goes 60 miles per hour with the trailer. Son of a
bitch. Nothin' cool about that. It's really great
seeing 70 signs and going 10 miles under the limit.
Heh heh. To tell you the truth, it's kind of nice.
Wasn't COP watching the whole way. Everything
is amazing. A little rain in Indiana and then NOTHING
but dry roads and 65
degrees. Couldn't believe it. We're in St. Louis in
January and it's like LA. in March.
the good news...
getting roughly 150 miles on $20 of gas...PER CAR. My
car gets a little better gas mileage, but it's still
insane. 150 miles to go through a whole tank? It's
seriously killing our
estimates of cost. Luckily we got to fill up for $1.07
in Cuba Missouri. That fill-up
was a bit
cheaper. Either way it's pretty sickening to swipe
your goddamn credit card every
2 1/2 hours. Couldn't even get to Indianapolis on our
first tank. Son of a bitch. J-Dog...poor J-Dog. We
gave him a cat tranquilizer (redundant eh...) and it
just didn't help...cried
for 3 hours... Finally was cool and slept. But it was
as if his curiosity kept getting
the best of him and he had to stay awake. He is now
chillin' in the hotel room....which
is completely illegal. heh heh. NO PETS ALLOWED. We
smuggled him in. It
was awesome. Felt all undercover.
those are the little things. The big things have all
been mental. It's much more
than I thought it would be. It still feels like we're
on vacation, but then it hits
you that - well you're simply driving home. It's
eerie. I also keep getting visions of my
dad standing at
the driveway taking pictures as we drove off. It's
such an incredible memory.
I was fine until he was out of sight and then I
immediately took his perspective.
son drive off to the other side of the country to
pursue his dream. It really
hit me hard.
Every son tries so hard to live up to his father's
expectations, and since we're
both in the
music field it's compounded that much more. For the
first time I feel I am living
up to it and I feel a proudness of accomplishing
somthing huge. This is the hard
part. I know I
will make everything fall into place when I get there.
It's the leaving, the uprooting...the
DOING. I've accomplished that. And my dad knows it.
Hell he knows it more
than I do. It's a pretty amazing feeling. I'll be very
excited to have a child - later. So there you go. I
feel like I should write soooooo much more since I
freakin' lugged this computer
and monitor into the hotel. This is NOT a laptop. Then
again it is worth it. There's
something about seeing your desktop in a strange place
that makes you immediately
feel at home. God love the 21st Century.
feel free to reply with any thoughts that
pop to mind. I'll be saving everything.
Oh, and here's some compressed
of us smuggling J-Dog into the
Hope you enjoy...
Jessica and Marty MOOSE! (and of course